Why still write?

After a certain period of time has passed, I pause and ask myself the same question: Why do I still write? 

I suppose it's because I enjoy it and the unfairness of the world gets under my skin. Pointing it out sometimes helps me process it and disarm the indignation.

Originally I wanted to resolve my internal conflict and demystify the subject of gender variance by trying to get to its roots and its various motivations; the most important of which by far is gender dysphoria. I wanted to separate fact from fiction without falling victim to any mythology and I feel certain I have achieved that to the best of my ability. 

Today I am living the way I was always meant to with only some small remaining cleanup left. I have never felt better in my own skin or more like myself. There is no more identity angst driving the impetus to write thoughts down and this clearer vision enables me to get the roots of issues better.

I don't see myself entirely stopping and the ups and downs of traffic are unimportant (I have experienced wild swings over the years). These are my private thoughts and would write them down regardless. Sharing them might strike a chord in someone and that is enough of a reason for doing so. 

Living alone for a number of years has been instrumental in finally getting to the core of who I am. I am 100% convinced that everyone needs that period of solitude as prerequisite to discovering their authenticity and what actions must be taken to honor it.

If I have in some small way helped you discover something about yourself then I am glad.