You don't have to hate me
You don’t have to hate me. Because I am not trying to stand on any ground you claim as yours.
My life as an “under the radar” transgender person
You don’t have to hate me. Because I am not trying to stand on any ground you claim as yours.
I’ve often wondered if happiness is something you can just have or experience for long periods of time. My experience
I’ve read a number of articles about de-transition recently. My heart goes out to every person who has gone through
Suicide is never the answer to any problem we face. Impossibile problems and fears might fill our mind right now.
Transphobic and TERFS only seek to exclude. Their motives are based purely on hate, bigotry and prejudice.
I don’t choose to feel the way I do, to be the person I am. My gender dysphoria has always
I’ve always been pretty average. Average intelligence, average academically, at sports. Same goes for drawing, painting, singing, dancing. The list
I had a meeting yesterday with a wonderful person. After interacting with her via email for a while, when she
I’ve not posted in a while because to be honest I have been feeling much more able to cope and
There are five things I would like to say to myself at eighteen years old. Don’t feel ashamed of who
I have come this far. I think I have worked through a lot of self hatred and denial. I can
My gender identity starts with me. I am reminded of it anew every day as I wake in the morning.
My name is Beth and I am a transgender woman
I’ve never accepted my birth gender. From my first memories at four years old to right now. Early on my
At times I feel like giving up on therapy. I feel like I am sometimes just talking in circles. “Yep,
I don’t know how I can make things better. I don’t know how I can move forward. I really want
When I was four I knew how I felt. I still felt the same way at eight and nine. At
When I was nine years old I spent one idyllic summer in North Wales with my Mum’s friend and her
The thing that causes me to doubt if I am really transgender more than anything else is I don’t wear
If things had turned out differently I would have been born as a girl called Elizabeth (or Beth for short).