At this point, I am considering whether I should just shut down this blog. Being openly trans is about to get very bad.
That’s the whole message.
At this point, I am considering whether I should just shut down this blog. Being openly trans is about to get very bad.
That’s the whole message.
Was this the final free election in the United States? What’s next?
Continue readingThe surgery itself was a piece of cake, as the idiom goes. But oh my, the post-op complications have been piling up. A few days ago, I wrote about my ER trip for urinary retention. I didn’t stress how dangerous that was. For those who aren’t aware, I was very close to possible death.
Continue readingLong, long day yesterday. Surgery itself was complication free, but the recovery has been “interesting”. Beyond this lies TMI for some folks. Consider yourself warned. If you choose to read on, that’s on you.
Continue readingI am to check in to the day surgery center at 5 am on 31-Oct for my gender affirming surgery. Less than 36 hours now. I’m nervous, but mostly about recovery. I know I will likely have a slightly rougher recovery than most. My fibromyalgia always flares after any sort of physical trauma.
Continue readingA friend 1 shared this piece in response to a post that I shared on Facebook. It was a plea from another trans woman. She urged all the cis folk to get out and vote for Harris for President. Zoe’s words are eloquent and I would urge you to take a moment and read them now. If you don’t have an account on Facebook, just close the login box.
Now that you’ve had the chance to read Zoe’s plea, we can move on to the reblog below. I read this poem, and immediately wished to share it with you, my readers. As you read it, I hope you will see the absurdity of the current attack on the LGBTQ+ community. The attacks are particularly severe on transgender people in the USA and the UK.
If you need more help to understand the absurdity of the political moment, consider the persecution of left-handed people. I was born left-handed myself. I grew up with only a bit of the stigma linked to being “sinister.” There are still disadvantages to being left-handed. No one these days, though, accuses me of being evil. At least, not for my left-handedness. My maternal grandmother, who was also born left-handed, faced punishment, and was forcibly retrained to be right-handed. Conversion therapy, if you will.
On to the linked blog post, The Colour Of His Hair. And onward to another day of the journey.
I am fairly recently self-diagnosed as an autist. I am still coming to terms with all that has meant for me throughout my life.
Continue readingI used to be ashamed to tell anyone where my parents lived when I was born. It was a sundown town, named Vidor, in Texas. Now, another town in Texas has adopted an entirely new hate law. This time, they are coming for transgender people.
Continue readingHate is a powerful drug, and many Americans are sadly addicted to it. That said, there is some good news even now. Just yesterday, HRC issued a press release that gave me a bit of hope. This came at an opportune time, as quite honestly, I was beginning to lose hope.
Continue readingThis time next Thursday, 31-Oct, I will be in the hospital. I am scheduled then for that gender affirming surgery I have been blabbering on about. I’m surprisingly calm about the whole event now.
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