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.
Why I am having bottom surgery
This may end up being the biggest life-changing event of my life, and there is a lot of anxiety and fear as I approach it. I've been asked many times some variation of a fundamental question: why do you need to have this surgery? The short answer: because I do.
Take a memo: Trans People Won’t Be Erased
I will fight for my rights until my dying breath (which, let's be honest, feels a lot closer now than it did before); I wish I didn't have to. But I need help. I am under attack, and I'm sounding the alarm.