Today I Am No Longer Disfigured
No angry pigs were harmed in the writing of this article
Last week, I discussed a sense of disfigurement and its value as a typical human experience in maintaining social expectations within the environment. An episode
Musings - Post GCS
New Member of the Sisterhood of Traveling, Broken-In, Slightly-Stained Jeans
I have struggled with what to say, what to write about that could possibly be of interest to those that have read my previous writing.
Dinging in the New Year
Using divination to seek inspiration in 2024
Last month, I published an article detailing my plan to change how I worked throughout 2023. I have grand plans in the works for 2024,
Identity in a Grain of Sand
My resolution was broken before I even made it
At the time of writing, it is the second day of 2024. Pessimistic statistics indicate as many as one out of twenty New Year's resolutions
2023: My Year in Mental Health Failures
It was the best of Ami, it was the worst of Ami
As 2022 drew to a close, I looked toward a bright future in 2023. I was a writer. I was seeing myself for the first
The Value of Doing Nothing
How much would you pay for absolutely nothing?
I did not enjoy last week. No, that description is simply too bland. Last week was horrid - worse than the little girl in the
I Am the Ride
Inspired by Chris Smither's Song and with appreciation to Jen, a dear friend and guiding light for us all.
In my childhood I was the problem. I believed I was the bully, although I was always responding to the incessant teasing of others which
To Bake the Pie of Identity
And wear it, if possible
I was 13 years old when my father took me to a movie theatre to watch "Risky Business." I was certainly too young to understand
Transgender Oasis
A pool of friendly in a desert of suspicion
Hello Catty Kittens*, and of course everyone else!
I find myself lately wanting to share more positive messages since so much around us feels like
Driving Away the Thought of Self-Harm
Caution: dangerous curves ahead
Not long ago, my mental health deteriorated to the point I believed suicide was the only resolution. It was the worst I had felt since
Unbalanced Equation
Projecting our views onto each other
While a common experience for me, and I believe, most transgender people, this particular form of unbalanced relationship is not specific to or exclusive of
Spiritual Energy Shifts from Gender Transition
Those icy fingers up and down my spine
I am a scientist - an Analytical Chemist. As a graduate student, I was taught to consider experimental design, to question data acquisition and processing
Introduction: Tucker Lieberman
Identities move together like ripples. They're ways of being.
Hi, I'm Tucker Lieberman. One cool thing about me is that when I'm asked to write about being trans, I write about something completely different,
The Neverending Story of Transgender
Life without a ramalamadingdong
I am a very special person. I am transgender. When I was born, a doctor inspected my anatomy and came to a conclusion about identity
Secret Agent
I intuitively knew my gender as a child, as early as 2-3 years old. I am certain of this today for many reasons, but what stands out to me most at the moment are the memories of my mother gently correcting any behaviors she thought too effeminate. How she proudly
I intuitively knew my gender as a child, as early as 2-3 years old. I am certain of this today for many reasons, but what
The Black Cauldron of Transgender
An unplanned trip to Annwfn to meet my personal Arawn.
A good friend of mine - also a transgender woman, but currently unable to transition - sent me a surprising message. She apologized for not
Writing My Transgender Life
Forcing my thoughts to change by leaving my comfort zone
The past weeks seem filled with incessant talking. I talked with a new friend, our conversation honest and easy. I talked long into the night
To Bear Responsibility is Transgender
To err is the rest of society
I had a discussion recently about the pain in my life - perhaps even the pain of being transgender. My friend commented I hadn't really
All Except for My Parts
A broken love story
I met a woman. She is a Dark Lady. Her features are not altogether dark, but who she is remains dark to me. She is
I Cried for “Barbie”
There is a theme worth viewing beyond all the pink
NOTE: MINOR SPOILERS AHEAD.
Today I went to see the “Barbie” movie. I watched the glitter and the glamor, the dancing and the singing. I