There was a liberating sensation that being unchained produced; the air was sweeter, my sensations more vivid. Is this is what non-gender-conflicted people feel everyday? It was overwhelming, delicious, and I dare say addictive; I was basking in the warm sunshine of life.
Is the reflection I see in the mirror who I am, or just the taxi that carries "me" around? As a TG journalist for a host of magazines I have explored this and many other ideas along the detour that has become my life. Being transgender is by far the most confused, conflicted, distracting and yet amazing journey I have ever encountered thus far.
Showing posts with label Reflections of being transgender. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Reflections of being transgender. Show all posts
Monday, April 9, 2012
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