“There is a perpetual and massive conflation we collectively make between gender identity and gender expression, and therein lies the problem.”Read More
“I just wrapped up my second year attending Pride Toronto, and it was as filled with emotion and energy as I remembered it being last year.
The streets were overflowed with people celebrating, dressed in everything from the most elaborately crafted costumes, to wearing no clothing whatsoever.”Read More
“Some days, I look in the mirror and hate my body. Hate my wide hips, my narrow shoulders, my short stature, and my baby face. I wonder how I can leave the house looking like this. I wonder how people can accept me when I can’t even accept myself. Those days are the days I will forever be grateful to have the support system I do.”Read More
It was experiencing a social movement whose significance and power was beyond my ability to fully understand at this place and in this moment.
It was looking at my own hand above my head, covered in my white body armour.Read More