Dear You (Yes, You, Twelve Months from Now),
I’m writing this from the middle of the "In-Between."
Right now, as I type this, things probably feel a bit like a first rehearsal—the kind where no one knows their lines yet, the blocking is messy, and the set is mostly just blue painter’s tape on a cold floor. You know that feeling. It’s the stage where you have to trust the director’s vision even when you can't see the finished product.
I want to remind you of a few things, just in c
There is a specific kind of silence that exists only in two places: in the five seconds before a theater curtain rises, and in the heartbeat after a Dungeon Master says, “Roll for initiative.”
It’s a vacuum. A held breath. It’s the moment where reality stops being the thing we’re stuck with and starts being the thing we’re making.
When I was asked to write for Week 2 of this series—focusing on joys that have nothing to do with the "trans" label—I realized that my entire life is essenti
Coming out is a massive, high-definition shift. It’s not just about the internal relief of finally being yourself; it’s about the sudden, often overwhelming way the world starts reacting to you. One of the most exhausting parts of this journey is the influx of questions—some well-meaning, some nosy, and some that are just plain out of line.
I’ve realized that I can’t control what people ask, but I can control how much of myself I give away. This week, I’m focusing on Setting Boundaries with
