What Trans Pride Really Means To Me

Last weekend Brighton was host to the second annual Trans Pride Brighton festival. As one of the key organisers, I took advantage of being visible in the community to talk about an issue that's really important to me and very close to my heart. I took the stage, hands...

Written on 06/06/13

It was UK Black Pride on 29th June, last weekend. This year, it ran parallel with London Pride. I think that was the only reason I went to Black Pride this year. Not that I actually went to any London Pride things, I just didn't want to feel alone. My day started...

Beard

I shaved my beard this morning. No stubble, no ‘tache. All off.  I have always had hair on my face for the last two years. Even though I was ‘he’ for longer, it holds quite a weight within my gender identity. It is part of the reason my parents take me seriously as...

Phew. Glad I got that off my chest…

I woke up at 6am, my body was sleepy but the rest of me was fully alert, aware of what was ahead of me. I showered with an anti-bacterial scratchy sponge provided by Nuffield Hospital. I picked up my binder, hesitated, and left it on the bed. I guess there wasn’t much...

A.W.O.L

A.W.O.L Yes, I know, it’s been a year - over a year, since I wrote here, since I said that I’d “keep fucking blogging.” I’m looking back on my 2012 reflection. And to be honest with you, nothing has really changed. In 2013, I saw Dr Seal at GenderCare. Then I saw Dr...

New Year, New Queer

What a fucking year. I think, and I bloody hope, I will never live another year as difficult as 2012. For a start, I really started to believe the world was going to end last week and all I could do was weep and ask myself why it had to end this way, with everything...