Puberty fucking sucks and if you’re trans you have to go through it twice. At first this seems fantastic. The first time your body is exposed to the correct chemistry set of hormones is like heroin on Christmas. The whole world finally makes sense, and your body feels like something other than a straitjacket for the first time. Sadly, this doesn’t last. The euphoria fades and the mood swings kick in. Everything makes you cry or yell, often at the same time. Your heart breaks ten times a day and your tits hurt like hell. It’s in times like these that you have to give in and just fucking feel it. Let the rage and anguish wash over you and glory in the fact that you are finally becoming the rampaging bitch that you were born to be. Womanhood is a forest fire too wild to tame. Just let that motherfucker burn and thank Kali for Phoebe Bridgers and chocolate covered cashews.