The importance of dates & rituals for me

Today’s eight months after my gender-affirming top-surgery, a.k.a. masculinizing mastectomy.  Today’s also four weeks after hitting rock bottom at the end of August, like sinking to the bottom of the ocean, and then starting to come back up.  The coming back up hasn’t been easy or rosy, and in many ways I still feel disheartenedContinue reading “The importance of dates & rituals for me”

“Man of my dreams”

One of my closest transmasc/non-binary friends here in Colorado just shared with me the song “Man of my dreams” by transmasculine artist Ezra Michel and it instantly became a favorite of mine — I resonate with it completely, every single line of the song feels like it’s my story, how I feel now…  I amContinue reading ““Man of my dreams””

Naming more of “what I want”

It’s weird, this feeling of naming and asking for what I want.  It’s also confusing, dizzying, and terrifying in many ways — it puts so much responsibility, so much pressure, on one, on oneself, on me.  If I name, ask for, actually go for, what I want, then I’m (more) responsible for the outcome, forContinue reading “Naming more of “what I want””

What I want (in this moment)

My counselor is also encouraging me to start thinking about, and actually naming, what I want within relationships, especially romantic ones.  It’s not the first time that a therapist, after listening to me repeat dozens of times “I should…”, “I could…”, “I can…”, “I cannot…” with respect to some relationship or other, has bluntly askedContinue reading “What I want (in this moment)”

From object to subject?

Yesterday I spent my whole Friday evening with a relatively new but also already very good friend — a friendship that started within the queer/trans community, spurred mostly/initially by our both being climbers (& very much outdoors, trad climbers), and that seems to be turning into a nice, well-rounded friendship that includes meals/drinks and aContinue reading “From object to subject?”

Finding the meaning of my summer of 2023

These are not decisions I made, or am making, light-heartedly.  I had envisioned my summer of 2023 very differently. I had imagined that after recovering from my gender-affirming top-surgery, I would get fully back to work in a very productive way, wrap up my textbook completely, publish the results from the past year of postdocContinue reading “Finding the meaning of my summer of 2023”

Taking back my power

I’m taking back my power.  I still do have a choice.  And maybe it hasn’t really been “one step forward, two steps back” for me — maybe I’ve learned and grown more than expected from all this.  This anger I’m feeling is the “good type of anger”, it’s my friend. It’s that anger that tellsContinue reading “Taking back my power”