In the past, Halloween wasn't as big a deal to me as it seemed to be for the others. This year was different.
First of all, let's get one thing straight. I am a woman. I was born with a penis, my body followed the typical development for male bodies, and more than likely, I have XY chromosomes. But I am a woman, and I always have been.
I'll be getting a bit more graphic in this post, discussing some of the more, er, bloody details. If you don't like blood and other by-products of surgery, you might want to skip this post.
This past weekend, the New York times published an op-ed piece by Andrea Long Chu entitled "My New Vagina Won't Make Me Happy (And it shouldn't have to)". This column caused shock waves through the trans community for many of the things the author said and the way she characterized different aspects of her experience as a transgender woman.
Here is my response.
An essay which started to be about Pride, but where I found that I had another, better word to describe how I feel about being transgender.