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Friday, February 20, 2026

Estrogen






The day has finally arrived, everything has come to this

After so much pain, struggles, but victory, it’s here

The way I will change, the way I’ll never be the old me

Excitement overflow, everything will be alright

The day has finally arrived, am I finally me?

 

Fear comes to mind, this is the right option

Fear takes over, I can’t put myself through this

Fear is leaving my body, this is right

This is what I’ve been missing, this is what I must do

Fear is nothing, defeat it now, become yours truly

The day has finally arrived, putting fear aside

 

The needle looks scary, it needs to go in

The dosage looks amazing; this is what’s missing of me

I finally stuck it in, fear still pondering around

The liquid starts gushing in, I’m finally feeling it

The final drop is in, what’s next? What now?

The day has finally arrived; It’s in me now

 

Feeling euphoric, what was missing is in me

Feeling that it’s right, pure bliss and happiness

The road has finally started, let’s keep doing great things

Let’s live life as my true self, let’s go!

Estrogen is in me; I am finally the true me

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Saturday, February 7, 2026

The Appointment Part I

The time was now; I just couldn’t wait any longer. Already being neglected by everyone around me, I rushed into the appointment which I eagerly waited for a long month. What was this you may wonder? It’s an appointment that will change the course of my life but let’s start from the beginning.

 

                Always feeling like I didn’t belong, I grew up in a very confusing time. Not being allowed to express myself, not being able to scream who I really was inside, everything was suppressed like time staying still. As a kid, I always had curiosity and attraction to certain things. I did not understand it, and I didn’t have anyone to ask as I was too afraid to speak. Once again, I’m suppressed for years on. Living in a household where you are shut down expressing your upmost feelings was rough, I always had to be behind the lines seeing others enjoy the things I wanted to enjoy and being forced into the role that I was supposed to be due to what is considered normal back then. Now that I think about it, being forced into something you don’t want to is anything but normal, I’m pretty sure I wasn’t the only one feeling that one. I wanted to dress a certain way, I wanted to speak a certain tone, I wanted to be with a certain group, all of these were neglected, ignored, suppressed.

 

One day, a wonderful thing called the internet entered my home. I had a whole cyber world into my fingertips and a way to explore who I really was. I had to let out of these suppressed feelings something. Sadly, I couldn’t really had the privacy to explore such things so I left it as is and followed the role I was supposed to follow. Now that I think about it, it all makes sense. All the dots connect once I reminiscence about my past. I was able to hide a folder with my most hidden secrets and thoughts. It was all able to fit on a floppy disk and I’m so glad my family didn’t even bother to check those.

 

                The adventure is just beginning as I have so much more to talk about my suppressed feelings and the way they finally were able to be freed to find my true self.  

                                                                                                                                To be continued…

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Tuesday, January 20, 2026

Changes



I woke up one day, a new me, a true me

After going back and forward, I kept pushing, I kept fighting

My mind is wondering, thinking and pondering

Accepting one’s true self, it’s something very important

Evolving, accepting, enjoying, and laughing, it’s sublime

I woke up one day, a new me, the true me

 

I wonder what it took, speaking and digging one’s true self

You want to accept what you hide, you think of what is right

We need to live in reality, we can’t be scared, we must accept

With criticism, with my own mind, I’m open, I’m not afraid

This is my journey, I will move forward, don’t even look back

I woke up one day, a new me, the true coming

 

I am finally free! I am here to stay

I am in the wrong body, in the wrong place

I must escape and must admit who I really am

Fight for that, fight for the true me, that’s life, the experience it is

With so many obstacles to come, I better be ready

The hardest part of my life is about to begin

To survive, to fight one, to life experience

I will be me, no one gets a say

I woke up one day, a new me, I am true

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Tuesday, January 6, 2026

Coming Updates! Changes in Life!




Hey guys! I've been a little slow on my writing and I apologize. I have been going through a lot of changes of myself and life itself. I have finally been making breakthroughs with therapy and made life changing decisions. I will definitely not be the same person this time next year but it's all for the better. I have some ideas and stories as well as poems I am finishing up to release this month. Thank you for understanding and I love you all! 
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Wednesday, December 31, 2025

🖋️ Bytes of the Ink Blog — Happy New Year 2026


Bytes of the Ink welcomes 2026 with a renewed passion for writing, storytelling, and digital creativity.

Whether through blogs, reflections, or creative pieces, this space exists to explore ideas, thoughts, and stories in a meaningful way. In the coming year, expect more depth, clarity, and inspiration.

Thank you for reading and engaging with the written word.

Happy New Year 2026 from Bytes of the Ink! 🖋️📖🎆

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Thursday, December 25, 2025

Tuesday, December 16, 2025

Holidays




The norm of being happy is forced

Everyone comes and goes with a smile and force

Are you really happy? Are you really joyful?

What we do the rest of the year?

The norm of being happy is forced

 

You help each other, you aid the needy

Where were you before? What were you doing?

Help once a year? Aid once a year?

The beauty of being helpful is gone

The norm of being happy is forced

 

You find your family, you celebrate and love

The rest of the time, you are just a thorn

Only doing what’s forced, only getting by

You are fake and you know it, not jolly at all

The norm of being happy is forced

 

After everything is done for

You go back to the old self

Whether it’s naughty or nice

You were fake all along, how shameful

The time of the year where

The norm of being happy is forced

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