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Where the Wild Things Are

Posted on November 28, 2016

Where the Wild Things Are

“To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower;

Hold infinity in the palms of your hand and eternity in an hour.

— William Blake —

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When the Morning Comes

Posted on November 21, 2016

When the Morning Comes

“The Edge...

There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over."

— Hunter S. Thompson —

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How Can I Keep From Singing?

Posted on November 19, 2016

How Can I Keep From Singing

"When tyrants tremble, sick with fear,
And hear their death-knell ringing,
When friends rejoice both far and near,
How can I keep from singing?
In prison cell and dungeon vile,
Our thoughts to them go winging;
When friends by shame are undefiled,
How can I keep from singing?"

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Trans Day of Remembrance 2016

Rest in Power

Athena Promachos

Posted on November 14, 2016

Athena Promachos

“Some of the words you'll find within yourself,

the rest some power will inspire you to say.“

— Athena, The Odyssey —

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Transition Day – 2016

Posted on November 11, 2016

David to DanielleToday marks my one year journey into HRT.

In truth, the last three years have felt like one huge transition for me. I could only start the journey in earnest a year ago because, before then, I just didn't have the spoons for such an adventure. I am privileged to be living at the right time in history when there are solutions for the problems that have tried to tear me down for as long as I can remember.

Little meOne of my most vivid early memories is gender dysphoria. I was 4 years old at the JCC preschool where my best friend and I would always play dress-up together. One day she insisted we get married. Sounded like a plan. But she took the dress and handed me the suit, tie, and hat. After putting them on, I looked in the mirror and was knocked back to see a desperate emptiness where my eyes used to be.

My chronic pain condition began at age 13, just as my body started committing hard to male puberty. Frustratingly, there was no clear cause for my severe constant neck pain. Testosterone powered rage fueled a spiraling fire of dysphoria, shame, fear, confusion, and doubt. None of my doctors and specialist could properly treat or even diagnose my "phantom pain". A war on two fronts.

judo jr. national champion, 1996Growing up as a judoka, my Sensei always told me that I was too strong. In truth, the only way I could cope with the physical pain and dysphoria was to push myself harder. If no one could help me, I resolved to be my own champion. Sadly some battles just can't be won alone.

Along the way, some part of me resigned to the fact that if I couldn't win, I simply had to manage the best I could— brick by brick and day by day. School. Judo. Family. Art. Friendship. Love. But a body can only handle so much pressure before it starts to break down.

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For the next 17 years, I did what I had to do to:

Winter, 2013

I survived.

Then at age 30, the miracle happened: I got my diagnosis (cervical facet syndrome) and soon after the treatment (radio frequency ablation). Only then did I finally open up to the world of possibility that had been waiting for me. On the eve of my 32nd year I began my medical transition.

And so with access to the right medicine, counseling, advocacy, a supportive family, and growing community, I continue to overcome these challenges on the path to living life on my terms. No more closets, manageable pain levels, and very few sleepless nights. There's no feeling quite like being able to finally start seeing myself in the mirror.

2015-2016

I'm one of the lucky ones.

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p.s. I wrote this before 11/9/16. I wrote this for myself as a marker in the road. I wrote this for anyone who has ever felt lost. Just so there's no confusion: Always forward. Forward always.

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Arise

Posted on October 31, 2016

Arise

“There is only one day left, always starting over:

it is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.“

— Jean-Paul Sartre —

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