December 2010
2 posts
transfession
It’s like a seed. One that has been growing for years in my stomach, and now finally I’m opening my mouth and tree branches are coming out. Branches from which things hang. Insecurity, fear of rejection, the word freak. But also hope, and identity, and finally just finality. knowing. I’m transgender. beyond doubt, beyond fear. I am who I am and I’m going to start living...
“I see my path, but I don’t know where it leads. Not knowing where...”
– Rosalia de Castro