Chryslus Eve at my grandmother's. She's a 97 year old survivor of World War II and the only member of my blood family to not have given me grief over me being trans.
So this year we elected to handle the traditional dinner for her - and I wanted to look my best for her, because, well, she deserves to see me happy. Everything went well. She cheers me on my surgery next month and in general loves our little queer family.
Also, first time wearing a new bra. Off the shelf, since I'm still developing, but a B cup fits me nicely. So... An awesome evening, even though I'm struggling with raging emotions over the past month. Being sixteen again x3
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