Feb 26, 2017
The pendulum swings back and forth. On one day, I feel full of possibility; confident that getting to the point where I'm projecting myself to the world as I see myself is not only possible, but maybe not as bad as I've feared. On another, I'm overwhelmed by challenge; believing that I'll always be seen as a "man in a dress." I know there is a mountain of transmisogyny (especially now, in Trump's America), but the biggest block of all is the transmisogyny that I've internalized by moving through the world. It's getting better, of course, but I'm looking forward to getting to the point where the pendulum doesn't swing nearly as much.