Intersex Day of Remembrance, also known as Intersex Solidarity Day, is an international awareness day that aims to draw attention to the issues faced by members of the intersex community. It is observed on November 8, marking the birth anniversary of Herculine Barbin. Herculine was a hermaphrodite who wrote a memoir about their life and… Continue reading Intersex Day of Remembrance and Solidarity 2017
Sharing my thoughts for today, and something that might surprise you! Lots of guys might have shame being a shorter stature. According to statistics, a man is "short", if they come in under 5'7" in the USA. I am 5'5"! I have absolutely no shame or body dysphoria. I know I am fortunate that way!… Continue reading Once assigned female: I am very proud to be a little man now!
Dear Little Boy, who I used to be, Please do not believe the lies you were told. They convinced you that you were born wrong, that you would amount to nothing. They even convinced you that you would never be lovable as your authentic self. They told you over and over, from the time… Continue reading A Note to self: Dear Little Boy, who I used to be
This poem was inspired after an amazing conversation with Judi Herring, M.D., the creator of the TEDx Talk: Gender Bound, Lessons From the World Between. Yup, I am a Boxphobe! PINK can be for boys! and BLUE can be for girls! and The RAINBOW is for HUMAN! ¤¤¤¤ Yup, I am a Boxphobe! Do… Continue reading Poem: I am a Boxphobe!
God-incidence or Serendipity? Whatever you call it, it felt like a miracle. I was finally coming to terms with who I was as a human being. This was after having a lifetime of not feeling real, and being thrown away by many doctors, therapist and psychiatrists, who had tried to 'fix me'. I was… Continue reading The two of us, born intersex and named ‘Antoinette’ at our birth.
I was a cutter. I want to own "was" a cutter, because I do not want to feed that monster no more. Triggers can sometimes bring back this self-destructive behavior. Being born intersex, and not being able to be my authentic gender, messed me up bad. You see, I was assigned a girl, when… Continue reading Yes, I was a cutter.
As a teen "girl", in the 80's all the short rock stars and movie stars haunted me and intrigued me at the same time. Limahl was one of them. He was in the group, Kajagoogoo, as well as being a musician on his own. He haunted me because I was not allowed to be a… Continue reading A fun blog: Limahl, Adam Ant, Chris Kattan, Pete Burns, and me!
I wrote this poem to help explain who I truly am and to invite clarity for the many who seem confused when they describe me incorrectly using words that stuff me into stereotypical boxes: I am not the bearded woman But thank you For letting me know I am beautiful >< I am not… Continue reading Poem: I am not….. I am…..
Why did you want me to die? The last I heard you were "Devastated" that I saved my life. "Devastated" that you now have a brother "Devastated" that I did not die a broken and A very sick intersex woman Why did you want me to die? Did I ruin your plans for my funeral?… Continue reading Poem: Why did you want me to die?
Here are memories, I wrote on Facebook, from March, 23rd, 2015 (week 14), after setting myself free from being so sick, and seen as the wrong gender. At this point, I am now embracing my bodies natural higher testosterone, as well as injecting more. What a glorious thing to not worry about being… Continue reading Memories of Week 14, 2015: Set Free to COME HOME for the FIRST TIME