Another year has flown by. I’m reflecting again on the progress made along my journey, and anticipating the upcoming challenges. In doing so, I’ve come to realize that this past year has been another transition of sorts: I’m moving further and further away from the notion that I must lean toward one end of the gender spectrum, and am falling in place with the unknown. The unknown is scary. I worry about how I’m perceived often times, and I am concerned that people’s perception will result in violence on occasion. But I’ve always existed in the unknown and as I embrace it, I have never felt more fulfilled. It has been 4 years since I’ve gone under the knife. Today this is me:

I may be perceived as a man, I may be perceived as masculine, some may say I have a deep voice, yet, I am none of these things. I exist in world were possibilities are limitless.

My body is non binary.

I think this is something I was alway aware of, but it took a change in people’s perception of me to understand my body will never define my gender nor will my gender be defined by my body. At this time in my public transition, I have the privilege to move about the world in a way that grants me the space to explain these ideas and realities to others who may not understand. I stated a few years ago that I am not the one transitioning -I’ve always had a pretty good idea of who I was- rather the people I know and love are the folks transitioning. You have transitioned away from referring to me as a woman, and t]have walked into the unknown with me.’