Labels are everywhere. They’re on the things we buy, the places we go, and the people we connect to. In some way, each of us is labeled. Boy or girl, black, white, Asian, a descriptive mix of tall, short, fat, thin, and masculine or feminine are all used to define us by the use...
Archive for category: Emotional Transition
A brief timeline detailing my life On Father’s day, June 18th, 1961 my parents welcomed what they thought would be their fourth boy into the world. In short time, it became evident that our creator had other things in mind. According to my great aunt Stella, I was born thre...
The year is 2019. I recently moved in with my mother and my stepfather, for a couple of reasons, one being that my girlfriend had broken up with me and she said living together wasn’t working anymore. We tried but it was to no avail. I had a phone call to mama about my situ...
Look out ’cause here I come And I’m marching on to the beat I drum I’m not scared to be seen I make no apologies, this is me ~ from “This Is Me” by Keala Settle (soundtrack from The Greatest Showman) Last month, on the day before my 48th birthday, I headed i...
Today has been one of those days; shower isn’t working, clock looks like an apple, and the dog casually strolls over to the neighbor’s lawn to relieve itself. Is this really happening? Is that clock really an apple or has it actually been fifteen hours and thirty-two ...
I’m not going to tell my life’s story because it’s too painful to divulge anything before 2016 at this time. Needless to say, I’ve always thought that I was meant to be a woman. Before 2015, my wife always made clothing for me; most of the time, we had matching outfit...
When I hear a song that speaks to my heart, I tend to relate it to life experiences-both my own and others’. The other day I was listening to a group singing one of my favorite Simon and Garfunkel songs, Bridge Over Troubled Water. The song is an allegory about life; how we li...
Thoughts about my gender reach back as far as when I was two years old. I usually acted androgynous to femme in whatever I did in life. From the bounce in my step, wearing or using female hair tools or clothing, or how I preferred females as friends. I enjoyed many typical female...
Trans·gen·der /transˈjendər,tranzˈjendər/ denoting or relating to a person whose sense of personal identity and gender does not correspond with their birth sex. Seems like that definition encompasses a whole lot of real estate, yet is somehow still lacking. Does my personal...
To be sure exactly who we are at times is often obscure. Today, I am the most unsure I have ever been. Growing up as the youngest of five in a single parent home, I had many good times and wouldn’t change any of it. A family friend influenced me, and I think it changed the ...
