Sometimes all it takes is a comment from your mother on "why you're once again following people who look neither like a man nor a woman" and suddenly you aren't 26 with a circle of people who make you feel valid but only 15 and apologizing for loving your trans partner, promising it was all a mistake, feeling like a freak and swearing it won't ever happen again, so you can kiss them in a metro station four years later and shut down that ugly voice in the back of your head.










