MY BIG FAT TRANSGENDER MIND-BENDING
After A Mental Breakdown In A Local Coffee Shop, This Transgender Woman Is Singing A Different Tune
An afternoon of work trying to concentrate in a local coffee shop while battling the relentless gender dysphoria demon, results in a mini mental break and a new outlook on life.
It doesn’t happen often, but once in a while, I feel like I am on a collision course with destiny or suddenly cast in the latest incarnation of the Final Destination franchise. Thus the truck carrying precariously pitched pipes.
Our story arrived thanks to a panic attack experienced by the author while trying to get some work done in a local coffee shop. While amped up on too much Java, I was overcome with the state of the world in general, which seems to be in a period of contradiction and competing agendas that feel at odds with my ability to co-exist peacefully.
Don’t get me wrong. I have thrived living a life of contradiction and competing agendas. I am Transgender.
But being locked down and herded in, already inoculated against the ‘rona the old-fashioned way, has left me fully ready for my breakout riot against the…
