Striptease of liberation at the crag!

Yesterday, I had one of the loveliest and most wonderful celebratory moments of my life. At the crag. A dream of decades come true: I climbed totally bare-chested amidst several other people, without hiding anything. And I didn’t do it discretely: I did it loud and proud — heck, yeah!  After eight weeks of noContinue reading “Striptease of liberation at the crag!”

“I am me, Hear me roar!”

There are several verses of the song “I am woman (hear me roar)” that I relate to deeply, and the title/refrain has often resonated with me, albeit it changing it slightly, sometimes.  Sometimes, due to my upbringing & past experiences, I’ve resonated with the original, “I am woman, Hear me roar”.  At other times, I’veContinue reading ““I am me, Hear me roar!””

One month later: sad and afraid

Today’s exactly one month since getting my gender-affirming top-surgery.  I don’t regret it. I’ve never felt so well and aligned with/in my own body and this is wonderful.  But today I am feeling sad and afraid.  Sad for all that I’ve had to leave behind me and already lost; afraid of what I still mightContinue reading “One month later: sad and afraid”

Taking my shirt off

This afternoon I showed my “new” chest in person to a friend (a non-medical person) for the first time.  With one of my closest (cis-male) climbing buddies I am working on a project about non-binary/transgender athletes and he came to visit me today to continue some work on this project. We hadn’t seen each otherContinue reading “Taking my shirt off”