What Mom Cares About Most Is That

Around 2001, I Started Analyzing Lesbians. I Started To Realize That Even Really Butch-acting Or -dressing Women Still Had A Strong Female Identity That I Never Had.

Gender Is Between Your Ears And Not Between Your Legs.

What Mom Cares About Most Is That I'm Happy, Healthy And Enjoying My Life.

There's A Gender In Your Brain And A Gender In Your Body. For 99 Percent Of People, Those Things Are In Alignment. For Transgender People, They're Mismatched. That's All It Is. It's Not Complicated, It's Not A Neurosis. It's A Mix-up. It's A Birth Defect, Like A Cleft Palate.

Deep Down, My Mom Had Long Suspected I Was Gay... Much Of Her Anger And Hurt Came From Her Sense Of Betrayal That She Was The Last To Be Told.