Last night, as he was going to sleep, my son J. asked me “how do you know you want to become a girl?”
I replied “I know that I need to be girl. I’ve always wanted to be girl. Even at your age, I knew that I wanted to be girl. Some people—but not many—are born [...]

Everything was coming together. The two-plus years since I started coming out have been cataclysmic. I’ve been one of those messy, crazy, crisis trannies in a lot of ways, though I worked as hard as I could to stay in control. It just unfolded as a crisis.
So, after more than two years—losing my marriage but [...]

On Saturday, I finally told my son J. about my transition.
He’s five. I had just supervised his life-jacketed form flying off the dock at my family’s summer place—lucky us, I know—and now he was warming up in the sun on top of the boathouse. I had refused to swim since the thought of me in [...]

There is way too much overhead in every situation in my life these days. Father’s Day is a prime example.
I assume that most fathers with young children are eagerly awaiting this Sunday’s consumerist celebration of dad-hood, but I’m having difficulty looking forward to it at all.
I’m irritated that Father’s Day has to be complex in [...]