Souvenirs you never lose

I thought I knew which parts of my lived experience were traumatic. I thought I'd done relatively well at sitting with my pain, anger and grief, between the years of self-reflection, attending support groups and seeing a psychiatrist. I figured I grasped what lasting impact trauma had left on me, that mostly I was down … Continue reading Souvenirs you never lose

The redundancy of transphobia

For what is at least the 4th time, possibly Nth, I've joined a trans forum operated in my mother tongue. Historically, I didn't last long in them because they were so centred on the geographical region where most members live, and on trans youth in the thick of exploring their gender and transition options as … Continue reading The redundancy of transphobia