Lack of Abuse Isn’t Enough

“Let’s play GI Joes,” my older brother says. I hate this game. I don’t care about guns or soldiers or fighting. “No, I don’t want to,” I tell him. He pins me to the ground and screams in my face until I give in. This mini-drama plays on repeat for years: I say “no” to …

Untangling a Gordian Knot of Symptoms

Genital dysphoria occupies my mind all the time now. I keep wanting to believe that, while genital dysphoria sucks, it is something I can grin and bear. That I need surgery, of course, but if I can’t get surgery I can still live my life. I want to believe this, but it’s not true. Genital …

Escape from Limbo

My third laser appointment was today. Each appointment is spread out three to five weeks, and during those weeks I have no visible facial hair. Only on the night before the next appointment do I notice anything growing back, and it’s too little hair for anyone else to notice. It’s as though I’m already finished …