Freedom

I have never felt freedom more than the first time I whispered “I am transgender” silently to myself. I was alone. My house was effectively empty less the loaded shotgun, empty Jack Daniels bottle, and foreclosure notices piled on the floor. I had managed to […]

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What’s in a name?

Detachment Me. Who I am. Myself. That was such a weird thing to think about subjectively. You are born, and you are given a name. I never once considered the possibility of being called something else. Unfortunately, gender segregation is everywhere. My name, as it read […]

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