Ever find yourself scrolling through the gram on a Friday afternoon loosing more minutes hiding in the bathroom avoiding work on your phone than you care to admit when all of a sudden a post smacks you in the face.
You know the smack. It’s the one of deep shame and guilt that “I’m not more evolved… “Read More
“And now what?” I wonder sometimes.
“Is this it? Am I here? Did I do the thing? Am I happy?” I think so.
As happy as most anyway.
But is happy even really the point?Read More
Katherine is the love of my life.
No doubt about it. .
But not that long ago she was my far away best friend who I was secretly so very in love with.Read More
Katherine and I had a fight about parenting the other night.
In the bath. Super romantic I know. It was a good one.Read More
My body and I have been at odds for as long as I can remember.
That’s a gentle way of putting it.
As a kid I had chronic pain. And asthma. And this thing where I would wake up in the middle of the night throwing up only to have nothing wrong with me. In the 6th grade I had my legs put in 45 degree angle casts to “fix” my leg…Read More
Last night this kid threw himself down a very high up bike ramp thing towards mounds of dirt he would ride over, with zero preparation. And I let him!
I THOUGHT I WAS BROKEN. As a kid I knew I was different. I knew I didn’t fit right, I didn’t fit into the world everyone wanted me to fit into. I spent most of my childhood wondering what was so wrong with me.Read More
Katherine is the one that makes my heart go pitter patter. She is the peanut butter to my jelly. She is the love of all my lives, always and forever and even after that, as our matching tattoos profess. Here’s the thing though. MARRIAGE IS A TOUGH MOTHERFUCKERRead More
I knew that telling my kids my truth, about who I am was the only option! That showing the world that it really isn’t that complicated. That when someone tells you their truth you believe them and love them, because their truth has always been there, now you just get to know it.Read More
When do you tell people you don't know well that you're trans? Do you just let them notice on their own that you now have a beard?Read More
This Vitamin T as people in the trans world affectionately call it is a fucking beast.
An awesome beast don't get me wrong. Everyday I look in the mirror and am pumped at the changes I see looking back at me but I gotta say guys-- the muscle growth, it's crazy.Read More
I have a moustache now.
Well sort of. It's more like dark peach fuzz. It's slightly embarrassing to look like a teenaged boy. I'm rocking this 14 going on 32 thing hard.Read More
"You've lived a very full life," he says to me, while looking down at my chart and simultaneously peering up over his glasses the way doctors do.
"I'm very interested," he carries on.
I deflect the awkwardness of the fact that until the age of 31 I've lived my life as a woman by making a joke: "What, not all transmen have birthed 4 kids?"Read More
Once upon a time there was a little boy full of curiosity and questions, like all little boys. He loved roly-poly bugs and grasshoppers and skateboards and GI Joes.
He wanted Ninja Turtle underwear more than anything.
But there was a terrible misunderstanding.
The grownups made him wear pink underwear. And dresses. They made him grow his hair long. All the adults told the little boy that he wasn’t a boy, he was a GIRL.Read More