My pregnancy became the final straw, and I started gender-affirming care. I had already come out as nonbinary. A few years prior, I had come out to my husband as transgender and nonbinary.
I told a member of my support system, 'I would love top surgery, but that sounds way too scary.' I decided I would just stick with sharing my pronouns.
I did it again when I declined a free professional pregnancy photo shoot. As my bump grew and I began to receive the excited swell of compliments, I drifted farther from myself.
As the nausea let up, I still felt off. I blamed it on the hormones when I couldn't bring myself to get dressed and go to important social events for friends and family.
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