Transgender Life

I don’t want this site to be solely about being transgender. From my experiences so far, it’s not even something I could write about every week – being in the closet is far more intense and frustrating and writeable. However, there are moments when things happen, unique to trans people. I’d like to share those moments with you, and let you into the mystery.

Final Message of 2017

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Final Message of 2017 22.12.17

I wrote this post yesterday, but it had a strange effect on me afterwards: I wrote about my excitement buying things for my family, about spending money on stuff. Christmas can have a strange effect on people, on me at least. Briefly I got swept up in the glittering waves, imagining how it's going to be, that Christmas by the hearth. But it feels strange to sign off on 2017 in such a smiling, hand-waving way. It's nice to believe in happy endings, but to project false joy and tidings is not what these posts are about. I used to love Christmas but these days the build-up isn't that anymore. So I'm going to strip this post down to the bare essentials, a few highlights, and then move on, which is how I feel about 2017.

Highlights in my private life? I moved into a nice apartment at the end of September with my friend and colleague Niki (whom I still don't have a picture of, so this link will have to do). Some new friendships blossomed, especially with Valentina. My pub quiz team, featuring the brilliant Tess, Calder and Angela, sometimes win (and when we lose, it's usually to groups of eight or nine people, whom we suspect might be cheating with their smart phones so it isn't fair, but we're too cool to be bitter).

Most wonderful, resonating film: Neruda, for reminding me of the beauty of invention, and how it doesn't matter if I'm just a figment in a poet's mind; I live, I exist, as something that feels truthful to me.

Favourite music: I got into Marillion this year, and their song Neverland is as good as music gets. Having said that, and if we're talking guilty pleasures, I re-connected with the talent of former Ozzy Osbourne guitarist Jake E Lee; his guitar solo here is the closest thing to orgasm that I can recall from a past such a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away.

Speaking of which, my favourite movie soundtrack: I bought the soundtrack today to Star Wars: The Last Jedi as it's wonderful, a dramatic upgrade of my childhood anthem. But the anthem to 2017 is the closing song by Sara Bareilles to the movie Battle of the Sexes, special in a tender way. About women's rights, and fighting back against the disrespect. The word that is most profound, meanwhile, is Charlottesville, and my person of the year is Heather Heyer .

Merry Christmas everyone, and a Happy New Year.

Love,

Gina
2018 All Shiny and New
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