It’s real!! In a few weeks I will be partying at Purim OfF Ponce with my Sojourn (Southern Jewish Resource Network for Gender and Sexual Diversity) family. I’ve worked with them since I was 13, and 11 years later I’m being honored at their 13th anniversary! PROUD doesn’t even begin to cover it. See y’all there!
My dear sweet sunflower, you are both the sublime AND the ridiculous. Every day with you is another wild adventure, and I wake up every morning eager to discover what today will bring. The world is so lucky to have you. *I* am so lucky to have you. We have been dancing since the day we met and I am confident we will never stop. I love how we create together. I love how we build each other up. I love how we embrace our eccentricities and share ourselves unapologetically with each other and with the world. I love how we enhance what’s already wonderful — we are great on our own, and we are EXCEPTIONAL together! I love how we are a team. Partners through and through. And with all of my heart, I truly love you. Happy Valentine’s Day, Alicia. Thank you for being my “human.” #thatsgay
so for this hump day I wanna do something a little different. Call it a Way Back Wednesday if you will, but I’m gonna re-tackle this issue from several months ago. Here goes...
I have a disconnect from my sex assigned at birth. When I posted the original photo (sans nipple cover) it was 100% my way to reclaim by body and lessen my personal dysphoria (Gender Dysphoria is defined as “distress related to one’s sex assigned at birth”). It took a lot for me to get to the place where I felt strong enough and proud enough to post. I’ve been struggling my whole life with how my body looks and how I feel in it. Over the past year I’ve been putting in the work to make the body I’ve been given feel safe instead of terrifying and sick. To combat the distress. The day I posted was a proud day. A huge accomplishment. A marker to track the progress I’ve made and honor the person I’m growing into. A day where the dysphoria melted into euphoria for but a moment. The backlash I got tore my heart into pieces. It reaffirmed what I’d been telling myself my whole life — I’m wrong. I’m bad. I’m never gonna be right. So I am really and truly sorry that others got triggered. That was never my intention. Unfortunately in their anger they took something beautiful from me. Which hurt. A wonderful human recently told me that “we have an obligation to be as loud of listeners as our voices are on our platforms.” For that reason I would love to open a RESPECTFUL dialogue — I want to be able to post topless photos as a way of owning my body. Reclaiming my physical form. Documenting the progress I’m making in the path to self-love. Not to mention my belief that NOBODY’s body should have to come with a trigger warning. That being said, I hear that it can in fact be triggering to some members of my audience. These are my convictions and based upon them I want to be able to post freely, but I want to be considerate of others needs as well. How can I do that? I am searching for solution-driven dialogue here please, hateful commentary for the sake of hateful commentary will be removed. and with that said — comments are open.
150th episode of Arrow has me feelin all types of nostalgia. Character prep for Sin has always been and always will be a crapload of selfies. Here are some from #Arrow150 ;) always a pleasure to be back with the #Arrow fam!!! Missed y’all