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Public Toilets (With My Dad)

A strange title I know. But something happened yesterday that has never happened before. I’m twenty years old. I’ve been transitioning since I was seventeen. But I’ve never been in […]

FtM The Controversy Of Taping Your Chest

*Disclaimer – These are my personal views, I am not telling anyone how to bind their chest* We’ve all had the conversation. Don’t tape your chest it’ll break your ribs. […]

Reading Online Hate

Waking up this morning I decided I wanted to write another post about a transgender person, someone that I find inspirational. I do this as when I began my transition […]

2018

A new year. Most people imagine a whole new reinvented version of themselves. Not me. I’m interested in furthering what I’ve already started. A clean slate isn’t what I’m looking […]

Boy’s Don’t Cry

If you asked me what the hardest film I find to watch is… there would be one immediate answer. Boy’s Don’t Cry The true story of Brandon Teena (played by […]

I Don’t Have Anything To Say

I’ve sat at my computer to type a few words only to delete them almost as quickly as they appeared. I’m suprised that these words have made it. The problem […]

Dear Mr President

You’ve done it again, tweeted your worst and caused uncertainty and fear in thousands of individuals across America. Did you stop to think before you pressed the enter button on […]

Fitness

Over the last three years, I’ve tried to ‘get fit’ – I had a burst of loving running for a month or so, 4km every day on the treadmill, I […]

TESTOSTERONE

Finally, as of Friday 7th July 2017, I am no longer pre-T. I cannot describe to you the relief I felt from finally, after over 2 years of battling through […]

My Awful Experience With The NHS

The NHS is a great concept, I can’t imagine having to pay either for insurance or for hospital visits, just to have health care. I’m gratefulĀ for the NHS because if […]

Being His Son

I remember writing on this blog how I told my father that I was transgender, how scared I was to tell him, in fact, he was the hardest person to […]

Late Night Thoughts

Being able to write is liberating, even if no one reads the words, that’s not what matters. What matters is I declutter everything that I have trouble with, I think […]