One of the most difficult aspects of being transgender or transsexual is finding a decent doctor that is willing to treat you like a human being. Since beginning my transition I've dealt with doctor after doctor that ignored my concerns about my healthcare, but never in my life have I ever had a doctor treat… Continue reading Transphobia and Healthcare
The recurring theme in healthcare when it comes to being transgender is either lack of knowledge or outright discrimination, both of which I have experienced at the hands of doctors sworn to first do no harm according to the Hippocratic oath traditionally taken by doctors. The most recent case of discrimination I've experienced has been… Continue reading Medical Nightmare
I want to die. I'm so tired of struggling, so tired of fighting, so tired of it being insinuated that my life is meaningless because I'm not good enough at being a minority. Yesterday was supposed to be a good day. It was supposed to be the beginning of the process to start my chest… Continue reading Suicidal Idealations
Why did you come to New York just to be homeless? This really should have been the first clue that the people who are supposed to help people like those in my family didn’t want to waste their time on someone like us. It’s the same everywhere you go though I suppose, especially now with… Continue reading Outsider
The time has come for us to stand up as one to speak out against this inhumane treatment of Native Americans, protect a water source for millions of people, and to protect sacred burial grounds. Since I cannot make it to Standing Rock personally, I am doing everything that I can to spread awareness of what is happening there. Together as one, we can make a difference.
Tuesday, (October 17th) morning at 1:55am I was supposed to leave Fayetteville, AR headed for Richmond, VA via greyhound bus. The bus didn’t arrive until after 2:00am and I was left waiting with a person that was clearly under the influence of drugs, alcohol or both, and a homeless guy that was using the bench… Continue reading Greyhound Ride from Hell
More often than not I’ve been homeless, I’ve never really stayed in one place more than two years since high school. I don’t know if it’s the fact that I moved around a lot when I was growing up, the fact that I’ve never really felt at home anywhere I’ve lived, or the fact that… Continue reading Gypsy