I’m glad you found that’s the case, but that doesn’t really have anything to do with this article.

Nah it did jack shit for me in that regard. Don’t get me wrong, transitioning fixed my gender dysphoria, but that’s nothing to do with self-worth.

If anything prior to transition I never fucking worried about this stuff, because I wasn’t even really a person, I wasn’t even afraid of dying because I wasn’t really living in the first place. Most of the time I wanted to die throughout my teens so what I figured out to be gender dysphoria would just stop torturing me. Transitioning saved my life.

Now, I’m 10 years in. What a ride. Now I actually quite like my life, I like myself, both physically of course in that my body basically doesn’t cause me any dysphoria at all anymore, a sentiment I find baffling really, and even just my character, I’ve had a tough life and a tough time transitioning, but I’ve come out so much stronger at the end of it.

But that’s just the baseline. I’m a woman. There’s like a fuckton of women in the world. Who am I really? What makes my life worth living? If anything - this is exacerbated by how hard I worked to even just have some peace. What is it all for, just to reduce suffering, or am I capable of more than merely that?