31Mar

On a day for visibility, hiding feels like the safest move

I will spend Transgender Day of Visibility mostly hiding, and letting others do the talking for me and for us.

04Dec

My inner Marla Hooch steps to the plate, long after a plot twist nobody saw coming

A co-worker’s story timed for the 30th anniversary of “A League of Their Own” inspired me to tell a story I’ve kept to myself till now.

01Oct

Five years later, no regrets, but I’m sad and fearful about the way the wind is blowing

How scary was it to come out five years ago? Read on and find out, but be warned it gets a bit icky.

01Oct

Three years in, some nouns and verbs about being three years ‘out’

Three years ago today, I came out as a transgender woman. The past year has been the hardest of the three.

10Oct

Remembering my first day at work as Carly, openly

The first two people I bumped into on my first day at work openly as a woman were men. My brief interactions with them helped to ease my anxiety about such a big day.

04Oct

In which my therapist and I revisit my coming out to her

I came out to my therapist as transgender long before coming out to you. This week, we reflected on that turning point in my journey.

01Oct

Carly’s second birthday, and the long and winding road to her(e)

Two years after coming out as a transgender woman, I use a lot of words to say a little bit more about that journey.

29Sep

As I struggled to assemble the sofa bed, it helped me start to put together the real me

Trying to put together furniture from Ikea reduced me to tears, and then something unexpected and ultimately transforming happened.

28Sep

The cuddle that’s a big part of my journey from there to here

The time I wrote about “the unbearable lightness of lightness,” unpeeling and yet still hiding the real me.

25Sep

When you only turn 1 year old twice

A pause on my Monday morning to post a foreword of sorts to what I plan to be a series of blog posts celebrating and processing the first anniversary of my coming out as transgender.

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Tag: coming out

On a day for visibility, hiding feels like the safest move

My inner Marla Hooch steps to the plate, long after a plot twist nobody saw coming

Five years later, no regrets, but I’m sad and fearful about the way the wind is blowing

Three years in, some nouns and verbs about being three years ‘out’

Remembering my first day at work as Carly, openly

In which my therapist and I revisit my coming out to her

Carly’s second birthday, and the long and winding road to her(e)

As I struggled to assemble the sofa bed, it helped me start to put together the real me

The cuddle that’s a big part of my journey from there to here

When you only turn 1 year old twice