Nessa_Rodgers

Like a lot of folks I found my femme/sissy self during COVID and it hit. I loved being me! Somewhere in the last couple of years though I lost hold of Nessa. I purged, stop enjoying some of the things that I had so very recently loved, and have started thinking that I will never really be able to be me, or at least embrace my life as Nessa.

I hear her in the back of my consciousness, yelling for me to come back, but I can never seem to hold on to it. She's been with me more the last few weeks but more as a friend than a part of me.

I'm sure this is pretty common for folks like me, particularly those of us that come to it late in life. Any advice, kind words, or booty pics to raise my sprits are welcome.

XOXO