I am galvanized.
Like many of you, I woke up the day after the election numb. I skipped my morning HRT dose, resigned to switching course while I still had time. But, by that evening, something big shifted; I came back stronger than before, filled with resolve, any doubt about my future evaporated.
My post history shows the tip of an iceberg of months of fear and worry. I discovered I was trans decades too late after ignoring a lifetime of signals — like many of you, I was filled with concerns that it was too late or that I’d sacrifice too much.
But, buried in the mind-numbing results of this election, I found a gift: the irrevocable sheen of courage.
I cannot abide bullies — they want you to feel afraid, alone and scattered.
Do you want to deliver that satisfaction? Countersteer into it. Be visible, be bold, be kind but unwavering. Find your community, both in your towns and online. Lift them up and give them strength where they waver.
The afternoon after the election, I came out to the first two trusted people at work — something I didn’t think I’d be able to do for a year, if ever. Both were more encouraging than I could have imagined. I’m still early in my journey, but I advanced my timeline for going ‘public.’ I went for a walk that night, confident in my conviction, and snapped this quick photo.
Later in the week, I attended two support groups where the mood was fearful and sad. I shared some of the same sentiment above and helped others find their footing.
Don’t let ‘them’ see you sweat. If living well truly is the best revenge, then live well and live boldly.
Here’s to tomorrow, and to hoping this otherwise numbing turn of events stokes the resolve within you.
Like many of you, I woke up the day after the election numb. I skipped my morning HRT dose, resigned to switching course while I still had time. But, by that evening, something big shifted; I came back stronger than before, filled with resolve, any doubt about my future evaporated.
My post history shows the tip of an iceberg of months of fear and worry. I discovered I was trans decades too late after ignoring a lifetime of signals — like many of you, I was filled with concerns that it was too late or that I’d sacrifice too much.
But, buried in the mind-numbing results of this election, I found a gift: the irrevocable sheen of courage.
I cannot abide bullies — they want you to feel afraid, alone and scattered.
Do you want to deliver that satisfaction? Countersteer into it. Be visible, be bold, be kind but unwavering. Find your community, both in your towns and online. Lift them up and give them strength where they waver.
The afternoon after the election, I came out to the first two trusted people at work — something I didn’t think I’d be able to do for a year, if ever. Both were more encouraging than I could have imagined. I’m still early in my journey, but I advanced my timeline for going ‘public.’ I went for a walk that night, confident in my conviction, and snapped this quick photo.
Later in the week, I attended two support groups where the mood was fearful and sad. I shared some of the same sentiment above and helped others find their footing.
Don’t let ‘them’ see you sweat. If living well truly is the best revenge, then live well and live boldly.
Here’s to tomorrow, and to hoping this otherwise numbing turn of events stokes the resolve within you.