These past few weeks have been emotional for many of us. And I think for queer, and trans people, in particular. The outcome of the election in the United States, the terrifying spike in hate speech and hate crimes that it has precipitated, the how-can-it-even-be-real rise of the “alt-right”… and, just a few days ago, Read more about Remembrance, fear, and uncertainty[…]
So it’s Asexual Awareness Week this week – which means it’s probably fitting that I spend a bit of time musing on the whole ace thing. I fly the queer flag loudly and proudly, as I’m sure you know by now, and I claim a good few letters from the ol’ LGBTQIA+ alphabet soup in Read more about Ace is the loneliest number[…]
People often ask me, “When did you transition?” It’s a question I don’t especially like to answer, because the notion that transition is a quantifiable concept is something that troubles me. Because once we start assigning a start point to transition, the next logical step is to assign it an end point, too. And once you Read more about Lost time[…]
I suppose I’m overdue for a long discussion on matters religious, especially considering how the Jewish high holy days are upon us. It’s a subject I’ve been avoiding, because oftentimes my own internal dialogue around these matters is far from clear – but, I think that over the past few weeks, I have managed to Read more about Queer Jew litany[…]
I wonder if it’s just me, or if these Tuesdays seem to be getting closer together? I suppose having traveled forward in time by 9 hours in returning from the West Coast doesn’t really help, either. I haven’t yet been able to fully process the past three months. So much happened during that time, both Read more about Adapting to the anarchy[…]
Historically, I have never really been a creature that thrives on chaos. I suppose I would have always described myself as measured, practical… maybe even meticulous. Planning in advance, anticipating likely difficulties or challenges, and preparing appropriately. I’ve never been obsessive about it, it’s just part of my natural approach to life. And, I found some comfort Read more about Odysseys, blind spots, and Seattling in[…]
I waited a long time for an accurate identity document. 50 weeks, to be exact. I spoke about that entire ordeal in detail a few weeks back (and there’s also a rather poignant chapter on the intimidating process of applying for gender marker amendment at the Department of Home Affairs in my book, Always Anastacia). Read more about Degree by degree[…]
And another week has passed, for the stranger in a strange land. Life has been busy, chaotic, and taxing. But I survive, as I always do, one day at a time. There has been a lot of stress and anxiety – and that’s the sort of thing that scares me, because my dysphoria has been Read more about Hanging up some of my hang-ups[…]
So, I’m in Columbus, Ohio. On something called the Mandela Washington Fellowship. There’s a good chance you knew this already, if you keep up with all my antics. I started this trip off on a good note – with an amazingly awesome Pride parade that made me feel quite at home. Well, as much as it Read more about Queer and self-loathing in Columbus[…]
I have about a billion things to blog about – which is the sort of problem every blogger (bloggist? blogstress?) dreams of – because life has been quite chaotic of late. But… let me not get ahead of myself. One topic at a time. And you’ll just have to patiently wait for the rest. I’ll Read more about Pride and prejudice[…]