One year ago today, the state of Washington officially changed my gender marker to female. On paper it was a small thing, but for me it meant feeling seen and finally being able to breathe a little easier. I still get emotional thinking about it. Today I am celebrating that moment and myself. 💜🏳️‍⚧️

#TransJoy #GenderAffirmation #TransJoyIsReal #ProudToBeMe

Apparently, this country’s government is aligning itself with that of the UK. Is that because you don’t have your own brains?

🤬✊🏽🏳️‍⚧️

#transgender #genderaffirmation #healthcare #ban #youth #newzealand #aotearoa

https://www.beehive.govt.nz/release/new-safeguards-puberty-blocker-prescribing?utm_source=substack&utm_medium=email

Last year, Father’s Day was tough. I wasn’t out to many people yet, and I received a wave of “Happy Father’s Day” messages—well-meaning, but painful. This year, fewer people reached out, which in itself was a small relief… until a phone call this morning.

My mother-in-law, who knows I’m trans, called early to wish me a Happy Father’s Day. She meant well, I know. But then, from the background, her partner—who doesn’t know—shouted my deadname. I froze. Managed to whisper, “I’d prefer not to...” and then the call ended. I’m still not sure if they hung up or if the line just dropped. I went to the bathroom. That’s when it hit me.
I didn’t expect to be deadnamed. It felt like being stabbed from behind—like I was dragged back into a version of myself I’ve fought hard to leave behind.

I crawled back into bed and held my wife. Asked her for affirmations. And I cried. Cried hard.

Later, I put on makeup—something I usually skip on weekends—and went to my waxing appointment. That simple act, being treated kindly and affirmed, helped me breathe again. Helped me feel me again.

I found the words and texted my MIL. I thanked her. I let her know gently that I’m a woman now, and that part of my past no longer defines me. She responded with understanding and an apology. For that, I’m grateful.

But still… Father’s Day hurts. It reminds me how far I’ve come—and how far I still have to go before the world truly sees me as I am.

To those who know, who remember, who see me: thank you. It means more than I can say.

For the people who do celebrate this day, happy father's day!

#fathersday #transvisibility #genderaffirmation

After a week shadowed by heavy anxiety and deep depression, finding light felt almost impossible. But life has its way of surprising us when we least expect it. Last Thursday's concert was a beacon of hope; the band's outspoken support for the transgender community was not just a statement, it was a warm embrace, a validation of who we are, and a reminder that we belong. That night, I felt seen.

And just when I thought the week had given all its surprises, today brought a gift that words barely capture. My wonderful wife, understanding me in ways only love can explain, organized a makeup party! With some of our closest girl friends, margaritas in hand, we dove into a night of beauty tips, gifts, laughter, and singing our hearts out to 90s girl anthems. It was a moment of pure joy, of sisterhood, of being unapologetically us.

Though each of us carries the responsibilities of our own families, and such moments are fleeting, I wished tonight could stretch into forever. This wasn't just a party; it was gender affirming care in its most beautiful form, something I've longed for, desperately needed. For the first time in a long while, I felt an undeniable sense of belonging, completely at ease with my soul sisters, a contrast to the countless guys' nights out that never quite felt right. Tonight, it wasn't about letting off steam; it was about being our true selves, together.

I'm overwhelmed with gratitude for everyone who shared this magical night with me. Your support, your laughter, your acceptance mean the world. Tonight was a reminder that joy can find us in the most unexpected moments, and when it does, it's nothing short of transformative. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for this unforgettable night of joy. 💖

#GenderAffirmation #TransIsBeautiful #AuthenticSelf #SupportiveFriends

Today I'm mostly devoted to bringing my partner to their top surgery.

It's okay! Their topp-ness will remain intact. (Thank goodness)

#trans #TransJokes #QueerJokes #TransJoy #GenderEuphoria #GenderAffirmation