It's bragging time. Don't read this.

I'm thinking back to spring 2019 and my semester in Vienna. I did well enough in one course to be encouraged to apply for a PhD. Well enough in another to get a free trip to a summer school in Lisbon.

And I got twice as many ects for a project course as initially agreed upon because I ended up doing so much work on it.

At the same it was my first time living on my own and the last four months before I came out and I was such a mess at times.

I would watch Baldwin speeches and interviews on my phone in the middle of the night to calm my suicidal ideation. I bought my first dress and skirts but didn't dare wear them anywhere and would just cry over it. Probably drank too much at times.

How tf did I manage this combo.

I got the only C ever at uni in Vienna but I didn't need the ects so I just didn't transfer it and it doesn't show up anywhere.

I'm impressed by myself.

Vienna was also great though. Cooked, walked and read a lot and got to know some very nice people.

Do you recall how I finally came out? I had the absolute best time in Lisbon and still wanted to be a woman. This convinced me it wasn't just a product of my depression.

I broke down crying on the plane ride home. Changed my twitter handle while waiting for my luggage.