TransJoy is Being Different

Photo of a woman with sunglasses wearing a leather coat. Photo by The Earthy Jay

I knew I was different when I was a child in the 1970s. I never told anyone because I instinctively knew to keep it to myself.

When I hit puberty, I grew breasts. Middle school was rough because I was self-conscious about them.

For many years, I just felt alone, like I was the only one in my area. It wasn’t until I went to college that I realized there were other people like me nearby.

Now I know there are trans people around everywhere, even if they fly under the radar.

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