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 …