When I was in college, I wasn’t exactly the epitome of cishetero-ness. My art school friend with benefits could tell, like many others did.
Personal journaling, blogs, and commentary about my life. These are likely my most vulnerable posts, and I don’t delete the embarrassing stuff.
When I was in college, I wasn’t exactly the epitome of cishetero-ness. My art school friend with benefits could tell, like many others did.
In early 2020 I answered the first casting call I’ve done since college, and I’ve had to keep it a secret until now.
I gave out some advice in a trans/non-binary group I’m in and I think it might be relevant to others struggling to communicate gender stuff.
What happens when a real-life performance comes to an end? After wearing a cheerful mask for a while, I have some lingering regret.
Dysmorphia has affected me since puberty. It’s been difficult to meld my identity with the realities of my physical body.
How many drastic mid-life breakthroughs can one person have? Find out as I take a psychedelic mushroom journey!
After years following the 24 hour news cycle in a constant effort to stay as informed as possible, 2020 finally burned me out.
My personal experiences with depression and suicide, and not just another “suicide is bad, call these numbers for help” kind of post.
A little over one year ago, I decided to begin taking my weight loss journey seriously. I began a vastly new lifestyle that day, and these are the results.
About three and a half years ago, I began my weight loss journey when I reached the point where I was officially morbidly obese.