“Healing doesn’t mean the damage never existed. It means the damage no longer controls our lives.”

"Pride is not about being louder—it's about being true. It's about living with dignity, not demanding attention. And above all, it's about love—for ourselves, and for the journey that got us here."

— Unknown

Mother’s Day isn’t just for biological mothers. It’s a day to celebrate every mother figure who has shown up for us, stood by us, and loved us unconditionally.

This was not a decision I made lightly. It was something I had dreamt about since I was 18 years old. After years of research, countless conversations with my family, and deep work with my therapist, I finally took the step. I began hormone replacement therapy.

It’s been over five years since I dipped even a toe into the dating world. Five years of healing, growing, and learning to love myself. Five years of building emotional walls high enough to keep pain out, but—if I’m being honest—probably high enough to keep love out too.

Almost a Year Into HRT: Learning to Love Myself Through the Chaos

Four years ago, I thought my life was just beginning. I had moved to a new state, started my transition, and felt like I was on the path to truly discovering who I am—Elle. Everything felt like it was finally falling into place.

We all strive to create that picture-perfect space—whether it’s a cozy bedroom, a stylish family room, or the ultimate backyard retreat. The problem is, many of us get stuck thinking that it’s out of reach because of the high costs. But here’s the thing:

Always, always remember: You are loved, you are worthy, and you are never truly alone.an idea.

Since transitioning, I've found that getting back into the dating world is a lot more challenging than I anticipated. Before my transition, when I identified as a man