Queer Wedding, Bras, Mammograms, and Amazon Vine (in That Order)
Blood’s Thicker than the Mud (but the Mud Can Still Plague the Blood)
Another “Trans Day of Visibility.” Yay?
You Can’t Teach an Old Dog New Tricks (or to Stop Biting Everything)
Don’t Mind Me, I Don’t Exist Anymore
I’ve Looked at Life from Both Sides Now (or, Men Aren’t from Mars, but Testosterone Is)
Four Years of HRT. What’s New?
This Morning I Woke up in a Curfew
Another Day, Another U.S. State I Can’t Pee In (or On)
National Coming out Day, You’re Doing It Wrong
Turn Me on, Dead Man (Or, Autogynephilia, and Isn’t It about Time for Revolution #10?)
“Passing” (Or, If You Can’t Win, Change the Rules of the Game)
Please Let It Be Over
No Egg to Crack Here?
Save the Bees! (That Are Stinging My Face)
Orchids Bloom in My Heart
Christian Nationalists LOVE Trans Porn, Go Figure
Dear Mr. Hannah
What Is Forgiveness?
Three Years of Hormone Replacement Therapy
Woman’s Work, or How I Went from Expert to Invisible
Not Today Satan (Or, a Fascist Clutching a Cross and Wailing Jesus’ Name Is Still a Fascist)
Fan Mail from Some Flounder
Development Milestones for Your 3-year-old Child (Or, I’ve Been Out for Three Years, How Have You Been?)
Stop Me If I’ve Talked about Electrolysis Before…
Spilling Tea
The Incredible Shrinking World of a Bunch of People Who Are Just Trying to Mind Their Own Business
A Year in the Life of a Lip (Electrolysis Again)
Leaving Anger Behind
Clothes Again, Clothes Again, Jiggity-jig
Gender Is a Social Construct, Right? Yeaaahhh, I’m Not So Sure.
Where Did Hannah XX Come from and Why Is She Here?
Accidental Activist Part II, The Reckoning
Accidental Activist
Her scent stayed with me until Friday noon
The Joyous, Fulfilling, and Never-Ending World of the Common, Simple Website
You Can’t Blame the Youth
Coming to Grips
What Not To Say to a Trans Person
Queer Game Night
The Card Game Is over, Please Collect Your Coats and Winnings
Your Papers, Please
Building a Woman out of Barbed Wire, Broken Sticks, and Rusty Nails
More estrogen and thinking about my father
Fuck you, I win. (And it only took nine months.)
Thank you for calling, I’m Mrs. Cerrado, I’ll be your soulless bureaucratic robot today.
Last Electrolysis Post for a While (I Promise)
Pins and Needles
