On Transition, pt. 2 (and Earliest Trans Memories, pt. 6): My Complicated Relationship w/ My Voice

Look! I added a subtitle to my already-cumbersome blog post naming-scheme. Woo! As of today, I'm about 4.5 months into transition. More people than I can number know that I'm trans at this point, and more people have been told than I know. With only a couple notable exceptions, the response to this has been …

On Me, pt. 4

I have found that I may be the only transwoman who is into folk metal as a genre. Why? Probably because, for whatever reason, interest in Celtic and Norse language, history, and culture has been adopted by fascists and white supremacists. I hate fascists and white supremacists. I have even begun entering into the quagmire …

On Me, pt. 3

I find it interesting that, one month to the day from my last post, I felt compelled to write another one. Coincidences, and all that. After watching A Star is Born with my ex/bff last night (which includes a very emotional suicide scene), I made the comment that while I could still relate with what was …

On Religion, pt. 1

I've somehow, once again, gone over a month without posting. It's so hard to find the time during the school semester, but this past month has been especially tumultuous, and so it's been even more difficult than usual. At any rate, here I am. I've thought about this particular post for several weeks now, but …

Drunken Thoughts, pt. 1

I debated adding something like this to my blog, but the whispering call of a couple of cheap bottles of Arbor Mist dictates that I once again strive towards personal honesty. And so herein follows another new category. A rougher category. A less refined category. After a night of drinking wine and playing Smite with …