I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a crazy, queer adult that survived.
The very real work of queer liberation begins with our bodies and extends to one another.
Cis people, you're breaking my heart. But that's what I get for putting it on loan, right?
Name your values. Examine your actions. Parse out the discrepancies.
Transgender and mentally ill writer, editor, activist, and queer of many feelings.
I even keep a gratitude journal now and I meditate every day – it feels a little gross, to be honest.
“It’s almost like someone’s gender has no bearing on my life,” another cis resident complained.
I embrace all the queer, femme, glittery, tender, and alien parts of my gender.
Alternatively titled, 'That Time My Hormones Made Me Lose My Damn Mind' or maybe 'Being Transgender Is Awful.'
Let's talk about gender, hormones, and cats.