Me and my gender identity are good pals at this point. We've tried out a few options and settled in where we are. But there is no going full woman once you've worn a cup in your jeans for a while. Not that I was ever fully the most feminine thing to ever happen, but being a girl seemed weird, vulnerable and difficult. I now paint my nails, draw things on my face with makeup and have a dress or two in my closet. It's taken me a while to form into a person at peace with both parts of my personality.

Very complex issue glossed over for brevity's sake.

There is something deeply spiritual about discovering new musical love. This newest, strangely engaging love of mine speaks to my queer little boygirl self and somehow makes me feel a part of something common to a number of people. It makes me feel connected, and unalone. It's beautiful and perfect and lovely.