gender dysphoria

There was a point in time where I didn’t want to be a girl, do girly things, dress up, wear makeup, wear dresses… I wanted boy stuff like Hot Wheels and boy clothes and a boy name. The stage lasted from age five to twelve, when I started experiencing puberty… And I suddenly liked my body. I suddenly felt like a girl, and I liked it. I’m not transgender.  Read More »

A million years ago, during my undergraduate years, one of my assignments was to watch a surgery (pre-op, intra-op, and post-op) and write about it.

My class mates jumped at the first appendectomies they could find, but I wanted something interesting. I asked around about upcoming events and one nurse failed to let me down.

“There’s a vaginoplasty happening in about an hour.”  Read More »