I was born in 1958. I knew that I was a girl from even before I was a toddler.

My life ended up being composed of copious quantities of alcohol and drugs, punctuated by suicide attempts.

I am incredibly blessed, and grateful, just to be alive, not to mention sober and clean.

I know that supporting your transgender child is very, very difficult. I know from experience how much harder it is being transgender.

You are a fabulously wonderful mother and person. I’m so proud of you I could burst!

Peace Love Kindness Respect the more you give the more you get 😍 start with yourself 😉 because you deserve it ❤️🙏🏼 (you really do. I promise.)

--weezi--💜🌈🥳🙏🏼