So as you already know from reading this blog, I have a disability. I have Ehlers Danlos Syndrome, a systemic genetic disease that effects my collagen. But I am also transgender. I identify as male and have been out for 5 years. The intersection of these two identities is frightening for me. When I first…
I live in a chair. It is blue, and red, and black like all inanimate objects it does not have a gender. But when I live in it, I do. I am a man. A man in a chair. A man who wears makeup and skirts with ridiculous hair. I roll across floors and rush…
This month, I tried something that I had tried once before. Something that hadn’t worked out well for me the last time, but I felt it was a necessity to try it again. What was this thing you may ask? Birth control. Wait. Birth control? But you’re a transgender man, what do you need that…
Chronic Clarity 