Dirty Jen
Sometimes I get a bit down and frustrated with my perceived lack of progress toward my goals of being accepted and living as a girl.
When this happened recently, my boyfriend reminded me that he sees me as a caterpillar; all snuggled up in my chrysalis, undergoing my transformation.
Soon enough, when I’m ready, I’ll emerge from the safety of the cocoon as a beautiful butterfly.

He spoilt the metaphor a bit by quickly adding that he hoped I’d be a dirty butterfly…


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