I remember being a very small child & having an occasional strange feeling where a vagina would be, something was missing

All through puberty, I desperately wanted to be a girl. I didn't know any out trans folks, but I knew they existed. I wished I was trans, but "knew" that I wasn't

The only time I felt joy to be in my skin post-puberty was playing sports. I pushed my body beyond its limits repeatedly rather than exist in it.

God. You silly, silly little girl, younger Hannah

“Once you’ve been to Cambodia, you’ll never stop wanting to beat Henry Kissinger to death with your bare hands. You will never again be able to open a newspaper and read about that treacherous, prevaricating, murderous scumbag sitting down for a nice chat with Charlie Rose or attending some black-tie affair for a new glossy magazine without choking.” -- Anthony Bourdain, actual RIP

Getting things ready.

I'm raffling off these cursed earrings because I could really use the money and I never want to wear them. Maybe you do?

Send any amount to https://ko-fi.com/hbeck to enter, one entry per person. Winner also gets a boatload of stickers. Drawing in a few days.

Boosts welcome. So many wayward souls have informed me that they NEED these.