Art of Transliness

This is my best friend, Casey. She was the first person i came out to as a Transgender, almost 4 years ago. Without a second thought, she openly accepted me for who i am. When my family disowned me, she and her family greeted me with open arms. She’s been supportive of me 100%, and kept me going when i felt like i just couldn’t go on. The two of us have been through so much together, and over time we’ve become nearly inseparable. We live 1500 miles from each other, which makes things hard,but i visit her as often as i can and cherish each moment. With the lack of support from my family, Casey and her family have offered their home to me to start a new life; I’ll be making the move the first of March. Casey, my best friend, is the most amazing person I’ve ever met. She’s been there for me through the most trying parts of my life to date. From identity issues to dealing with my parent’s divorce. She’s very sick, and in the hospital right now….The doctors say it might be cancer. But every morning i wake up to the same text, despite her being hospitalized. it always reads “Good morning my handsome man. I hope you know how much I love you and miss you, and I cannot wait for you to come back home, where you belong. You are my light, stay strong for me. Love you.” That text message is what drives me every single day to make a better man out of myself, for her. It reminds me that someone out there really is supportive of who i am. And I love her, with all my heart and soul. March can’t come any faster, because I can’t wait to go home.