The trip for work is upon me. Monday, I get in a metal tube
and fly to Salt Lake City. Home of the first ban on HRT
for teenagers.
I'm trying to have a bit of hope - my work is actually pretty
decent when it comes to issues around diversity... at least
they talk a good talk. We'll see what they're actually like
and about in person for the next few days.
It is also bringing about a bunch of feels around myself
and my identity (thanks brain, let's question everything!
again! some more!). I just recently realized that some
strange feelings when I present over-femme might be
categorized as dysphoria that's reminding me, that oh,
yeah, my gender falls more in the "nonbinary" space
than it does in anything called "woman." idk,
"woman adjacent", or "cacusing with the women" is probably
more accurate.
