I hope you are able to find the support that you need – even if it's scary to ask, your life and your happiness are worth it.
Some writers are so ableist, they are beyond empathy.
Instead of seeing recovery as the road back to “normal life,” I saw it as a chance to create something better for myself.
I’m scared that this breakdown has rendered me less valuable, less likable, less worthy.
Nothing was actually wrong. I wouldn't have changed anything about my life – just how I felt.
We live in a world where the thought of being a burden is scarier to us than the immensity of our own pain.
When you're locked in the psych ward, being treated like a medical mystery is not reassuring when your life and your transition are on the line.
How would my life be different had someone had the courage to intervene instead of the cowardice to mock me?
Alternatively titled, 'That Time My Hormones Made Me Lose My Damn Mind' or maybe 'Being Transgender Is Awful.'
When I hear you breathing next to me in the middle of the night, I will wonder why I ever thought I was so noble for going it alone.