Trans Day Of Remembrance 2024

This is my third Trans Day Of Remembrance in Colorado. And probably the one I’m feeling, and celebrating, the most — at least, until now.  The first one, in 2022, I was sick/recovering from COVID.  Last year, TDOR 2023 almost passed unnoticed for me because I was so swamped with work.  This year, I’m fullyContinue reading “Trans Day Of Remembrance 2024”

Turning the sieve into a bucket?

Last night I had the first full, regular rehearsal with the gay men’s chorus again after the retreat two weeks ago. And it was lovely.  Having reached out to a few trusted members before the retreat and then going to the retreat itself have really helped me feel more comfortable with myself within this choir. Continue reading “Turning the sieve into a bucket?”

Baby steps forward?

Maybe there are some improvements for how I’m feeling in the gay men’s chorus.  Once again yesterday I was a nervous wreck before rehearsal and feeling anxious and isolated during rehearsal to the point where it was a huge effort to even sing and I escaped to hide in my car during the halfway-break.  ThereContinue reading “Baby steps forward?”

Craving platonic human touch

I miss human touch. But I’m also terrified of it.  I have similar contradictory feelings when it comes to the desire for connection with & interest from gay men.  I think both of these contradictory desires of mine boil down to the same thing: I crave platonic human touch. I not only want human touch,Continue reading “Craving platonic human touch”

My internalized transphobia

I had another awful afternoon & evening at the gay men’s chorus’ rehearsal. Gone was all the euphoric gender-bending of the past few days; back was the internalized transphobia in all its visciousness. Since the second week I have been going to rehearsals without wearing my two “statement wristbands” (the nonbinary-flag colors & trans-flag colors)Continue reading “My internalized transphobia”