Gender Euphoria

by Laura Kate Dale

But why should we wait until we get surgery, hormones, name changes, whatever it may be to start living?

After all this time, I’ve come to realise that no one can define my identity but me. No one can revoke my ‘trans card’, and anyone who tries is not worth my energy.

Empathy is punk in the day of the sardonic.

To feel safe in a lover’s arms is to feel the touch of the Goddess – or God, if you’re into that sort of thing.