"You never lived to see the day when your life didn’t require a disclaimer — instead, your death now required one, too."
I wish I had the Perfect Transgender Narrative™ to convince you of my validity. But I don’t.
If asexual people can’t identify as queer, where should they go when they feel broken?
We need gender inclusivity when we're talking about menstruation.
I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a crazy, queer adult that survived.
I'm wondering what of “me” I’ve gained and what of “me” I’ve lost.
“It’s almost like someone’s gender has no bearing on my life,” another cis resident complained.
This is your "this sucks, why does this suck, why didn't anyone tell me that this would suck?" blog entry.
I'm transgender and I'm trying to transition. But the door keeps getting slammed in my face again, and again, and again.
There has never been a moment when I’ve forgotten that I am both. I’m not allowed to forget.