Second Name Change

Second Name Change

Random fact: I’m an immigrant from La Paz, Bolivia.

Name change is finally legal, everyone! After all this trouble, I’m not as ecstatic as I thought I would be. I updated my transition timeline page to reflect this and show where I am now in my personal transition. I had a bunch of trouble getting this done since I filed this in November 2015 – I kept running into one obstacle after another what with the newspaper having to republish the name change again since they put down the wrong index number and having to wait an extra 2 weeks for “nunc pro tunc” to get my certified copies because the name change was considered later (hence invalid) and had to be overturned by the judge.

Now time to prepare for finding work and dare I say…top surgery planning?  😉

The Balancing Act of Gender

The Balancing Act of Gender

I didn’t sign no contact that states that I wanted to do everything that society labels as “appropriate” for my gender – or even what they assume my gender is.

After my uncle staged a family intervention  when I reached the 6 months on testosterone mark, my family flipped a switch and started respecting who I was. But it all came at a price: now it feels like my perceived gender is now a mask I need to wear to make them and other people comfortable. I was expected to do the heavy lifting, know the answers to people’s questions, hold back my feelings, not be scared of insects and get a haircut when my hair gets longer than 2 inches.

All this gender policing, aimed to get me to adjust to navigating the world as a man, drove me to be more fed up about the gender binary and just do away with it.
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Sorry everyone

Sorry everyone

Hey, I’m sorry if I haven’t written anything in a while. Outside of making YouTube videos on my channel every Wednesday and Saturday, depression has been seriously slowing me down and I’ve been scrambling to find a better therapist that is completely covered under my insurance and isn’t transphobic. Throw in being unemployed and it’s just a nasty vicious cycle of depression and negativity that’s hard to break. I’m 24 years old and my life isn’t really going anywhere.

I’ll be publishing a post weekly as I used to, I need to start being more productive than I’ve currently have been.