On Me, pt. 1

Two posts in one day? This must be the start of a new journal…no way that I will keep this pace.

Turns out this is all I want to do for now, and because my last post was a general introduction, this one will be more specifically about me. So who am I?

I’m from a small town in the American South. While this region of the US gets a bad name in other parts of the Union, I actually love where I am from, and am proud to be from there. It’s a great, honest place, and better than it is portrayed to be.

Still, the so-called Bible Belt isn’t known for being particularly progressive in gender politics, and I have to admit that it complicates things for me significantly.

Speaking of the Bible Belt, I am, in fact, a Christian. A Southern Christian transgender. I’ll probably ruminate on my struggle to reconcile my spirituality with my gender, but for now, let’s just leave it at that.

By male standards, I am also heterosexual. Yes, I have always longed to be female, and I like girls. I’ve never once been into guys. Does that make me a lesbian? Why the hell can’t I just be happy as a man? Well, I guess that’s the point of this blog, but suffice it to say, gender and sexuality are two totally different concepts, and both are infinitely complicated and variable.

I’m going to keep this particular post short, and not write on my interests, history, or anything else of the like. Those will just have to come up as my story unfolds in this journal. For now, I’ll just end it here.