This one time, I fed a hippo some lettuce.
The first trans kid I met
I had my first interaction with a trans person when I was around the age of ten. This memory came to me recently and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. I had forgotten about this person until I started reflecting on my own gender identity. I was at my friend’s birthday sleepover.Continue reading “The first trans kid I met”
Today I woke up hating myself.
This past week, I came out as trans. Nearly everyone has been exceptionally accepting and supportive, but all the support in the world can’t take away the gender dysphoria I feel today. I want to try to explain this, and a lot of it may seem contradictory, but just try to stay with me. AnyoneContinue reading “Today I woke up hating myself.”
Welcome to New Beginnings
I’ve been living in Philadelphia for about three weeks now, and I’m finally starting to settle in. This week, my roommate and I took on the challenge of dogsitting my parents’ two very rural Pennsylvania dogs. That’s Bailey on the left (Labradoodle) and Margo on the right (Golden Retriever). Originally, Bailey was mine. I tookContinue reading “Welcome to New Beginnings”
What is gender anyway??
When I busted out of the womb in 1994, a doctor took a look at my genitals and assigned me female at birth. Now, for most of my life, this never bothered me. My parents weren’t super gender-oriented, so I was mostly allowed to express myself in whatever ways I wanted. This looked like aContinue reading “What is gender anyway??”
The Birds and the Bees
As none of you may know, my neighbor is a very kind and gentle elderly woman who loves gardening, nature, and birds. She has multiple bird baths and houses set up on her property. A regular ornithologist, she just likes watching them. As far as I know she has never owned a bird. After all,Continue reading “The Birds and the Bees”
Hi, it’s Joelle.
I’ve been working on my left arm’s tattoo sleeve for a couple years now. It doesn’t really have a theme, but it has meaning. On the back of my forearm is a sprig of wheat. Vincent van Gogh wrote a letter to his dear brother Theo in January of 1885. In this letter, he wroteContinue reading “Hi, it’s Joelle.”
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