It’s feeling like it’s time for another post about being trans.
This morning the pipes in my house are frozen and my partner and I are managing the situation. We’re in love in a beautifully and surreally mundane way now - with frozen pipes or a sick cat or a dirty kitchen or a credit card bill. We share a life. I can lift things with them I can’t lift by…
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