Dad, I’ve written several articles to you, previously anonymized to blunt any hurt they may cause, but I doubt you’ve read them.
Personal journaling, blogs, and commentary about my life. These are likely my most vulnerable posts, and I don’t delete the embarrassing stuff.
Dad, I’ve written several articles to you, previously anonymized to blunt any hurt they may cause, but I doubt you’ve read them.
Understanding ourselves and others is limited by our scale of experience, which is mostly involuntary and changes throughout our lifetime.
I’m a fucking tranny with something to say — here to remind you we used to be regarded as oracles for a reason.
For all the friends who’ve said ‘It’s great that you’re free of these apps. I need to delete Facebook/Instagram too, but…’
For the last few months, I’ve been worrying about and preparing for the U.S. implementing Project 2025 and how they might make me disappear.
We were feeling really down last November and desperately needed something to look forward to. Our Cabo trip was essential.
The fictional and real people I look up to for my fashion sense, both realistic and fantastical.
My first year on HRT was full of surprises coming both from within and from my environment. Among them, my loathing of testosterone.
I unfriended dozens of people from my social media accounts this week. I doubt they’re curious why, but maybe you are.