I thought transness was like the binaried way we see it on television—of like, “oh, I’m trapped in the wrong body.” That didn’t resonate with me, which is why I didn’t identify as trans for a long time.
It wasn’t until my sibling said to me, “that’s only one type of being trans—trans just means you don’t identify with the gender or “sex” you were assigned at birth. We can use the same word, but it doesn’t always mean the same thing.
My gender identity is completely gender abolitionist—like, completely non-aligned to anything. My expression is different from my identity.
I remember the first time I saw someone on Instagram who was non-binary with top surgery. They had this luscious, long, beautiful hair; and a beautiful face—and then just really ripped abs and a chest. I was like yes, that’s a form of gender euphoria for me.
My top surgery was mostly for me, and I really sat with myself to make sure of that. Getting it just felt right. I hope that my being as free and open about myself as I am will create space for other people to be as well.