It was a brief interaction, but I think impactful:
Me, in a bright yellow sundress carrying my designer Thai post-op butt pillow, to a gorgeous, swarthy Australian soccer player in uniform as we're both leaving breakfast at the Chon Inter Hotel Cafe: "What are you guys here for?"
A TMI Vajayjay update. Reader discretion advised...
It's hard to lay in pain in a hospital bed for a week with no one to give you a hug, especially for someone as affectionate as I'm known to be...
I'm 33 years old.
Today I saw my body naked
Mine
For the first time...
So after having my feet suspended in stirrups during 6 hours of surgery my legs were cramped and numb for 4 days...
Tonight I'm crying in my hospital bed
And it's not from pain
Or regret...
Yesterday you touched me where today you cannot
And for those of you mourn the loss of flesh I say
it's just as well
I'm writing from bed in the Aikchol hospital in Chonburi, just down the road from the Suporn Clinic. It's 6:15am here, and in 2 hours I'll be downstairs having the surgery you helped make happen...
Sunset over Bang Saen is like the apocalypse
ire bright and somehow strangely beautiful and sad...
This was a hugely emotional victory and I've been trying to contemplate the meaning behind it, not only what it means for my future, but also what it meant for everyone who became a part of what felt, for a moment, like a movement...
When I first launched KickStartHer I set out to raise money for a series of gender confirmation surgeries, which included sexual reassignment (the vaginoplasty) and facial feminization...
3 nights in a row I had the same dream. I came across a small, cute, innocent, injured animal who spoke to me and asked for help...
I give thanks for you. For the gifts you bring into the world. For the happiness, courage, and faith you inspire within others...