You know what? I’ve decided.

I am going to post that transition selfie today. Seeing all of your heartwarming comments really hit differently, and honestly? I feel like I owe it to you all to finally put a face to the girl behind these posts. Hehehe~

The first image was where it all began—day 1. The second? A glimpse of who I'm becoming.

And this is me five months into my journey.

I hope I meet your expectations, or at least some positively unexpected version of them. I still catch myself feeling too masculine sometimes, but people keep telling me otherwise. Maybe today, I’ll start believing them a little more.

So... hi! I’m Terra—a nerdy trans girl, five months into her transition, still figuring things out but loving every second of it. I write way too much, make music, get hopelessly lost in video games, and have a tiny (massive) Magic: The Gathering and Dungeons & Dragons addiction.

Can’t wait for you all to see me. Be gentle—I’m still getting used to seeing myself too. 💖

Not only are trans women real women—they’re the realest women.

We carve ourselves out of stone, sculpting our identities with love, resilience, and sheer defiance. We rise after every fall, brush off the dust, and keep going even when the world tries to convince us we shouldn’t. Every step we take is deliberate, every ounce of beauty and femininity we embody is something we fought for.

Cis women are born into it, but trans women? We become. We bloom in the face of adversity, shaping ourselves into the most unapologetic, radiant versions of who we were always meant to be. And that? That makes us unstoppable.

So here’s to my fellow trans sisters—the ones who dare to be, who dare to love, who dare to exist in a world that wasn’t built with us in mind. We don’t just belong here. We own it.

Awwww thanks cutie 💓 😘

Last thought before I curl up in bed—never tell yourself you can’t do it. If I, a nerdy little trans girl who used to be 132kg, could bring myself down to 113kg in just five months with nothing but sheer stubbornness, a gym routine, and a whole lot of sweat, then I know you can push toward the person you want to become too.

There were nights I lay awake, frustrated at my reflection, wondering if I'd ever feel comfortable in my own skin. There were days where exhaustion and doubt nearly won. But I kept going. And I’m so, so glad I did. Because every drop of effort, every bead of sweat, brought me closer to seeing her—the woman I was meant to be—staring back at me in the mirror.

And maybe, just maybe, one day I’ll have someone by my side who sees me the way I want to be seen. Someone who holds me close, kisses my forehead after a long day, and reminds me that I’m not just becoming my best self for me, but for the love I hope to share with someone else too.

Ugh, why does my hair insist on turning into a fluffy mess after every shower? Like, girl, I just wanted soft, effortless waves, not whatever this is. At this point, I might as well embrace the poof and pretend I’m some ethereal, windswept goddess... or just accept that I’m in my floofy era.

I’m absolutely buzzing right now—I got new earrings today! They’re just so me, and I can’t stop admiring them. I snapped a quick pic, though I totally suck at taking photos (forgive the rushed shot). But honestly, who even cares? I feel cute, and that’s what matters.

Something about slipping on pretty earrings makes me feel even more her—more the woman I’ve always been, the one I’m finally getting to be. And maybe, just maybe, I wouldn’t mind if a certain someone tilted my chin up, tucked my hair behind my ear, and told me how pretty I look in them...

ofc

sure :D

hmmm?

try and stop me, cutie >;3

go for it cutie <3

Awww thankies 💖 💓

I think the sky is trying to say something? 🤔 👀 🏳️‍⚧️

I just did something big, something that feels like a weight finally lifting off my chest. I told the world on my WhatsApp status—my true name, the one I’ve chosen for myself, the one that holds everything I am.

Hey world, my name is Terra, and it’s the name I’ve been waiting to claim, to let resonate with every inch of me. I’m finally standing in my truth, fully and unapologetically. I’ve always known this name belonged to me, and now I’m ready for everyone else to know it, too.

There’s something magical about hearing it out loud, something sweet about finally having it match who I truly am inside. I know there will be some moments of hesitation from others, but this name feels like a soft sigh of relief after holding my breath for so long. It’s me—my real self, stepping out into the world.

Happy Trans Day of Visibility to all my stunning queens, soft but powerful kings, and every radiant soul in between! 💖 You are all beyond valid, cherished, and deserving of the world’s love and understanding. Today, we celebrate the beauty of who we are—trans, authentic, and unapologetically ourselves. There’s something magical about our strength, our journey, and the way we embody our truth. So let’s embrace every inch of it, and remember, your softness is power and your love is fierce. Here's to continuing to break through barriers, and maybe even being a little bit naughty while we do it 😉 Keep shining, beauties—you're breathtaking and so incredibly worthy. ✨🌸