What might be a “privilege” for you or me might be necessary for another’s safety and survival.
Author: Charles Copley
I am a trans man (FtM) living in small-town, NJ. A phandroid, I've worked hard to sync all my devices together. I’m probably drinking way too much coffee, often with Irish cream. My Devils have left me in limbo about watching hockey anymore. I am agnostic and apatheistic—I don’t know what’s out there, I don’t care—but I love learning about other religions that differ from what I grew up around.
My online presence doesn’t document my transition—they’re documenting my life (and thoughts) after having transitioned years ago. I missed the vlogging and life documentation craze of the 10s, due to depression and a hard life in my 20s, but now I’m playing catch up with what seems to be my upteenth time at starting a blog. It’s a hobby, not my source of income or passion, but that doesn’t mean I may try to profit in the future.
It took only five years to correct the mistake of my first name change. It’s finally fixed.
I keep my vagina not as a political statement, but due to medical mishap.
It’s time we stop questioning whether Chromebooks and iPads can replace laptops.
“De-transitioning” needs to be discussed more often, though the trans agenda doesn’t want to. Not undergoing “everything”, too, doesn’t mean you’re de-transitioning, either. As for me…
Through the highs and lows of life, coffee is the one source in life that stuck with me.
I’m not cutting my daily usage of social media in this lockdown, but I am cutting down on the number of people I follow. I want to enjoy what I have, who I follow, and life in general.
