Adrift in a Sea of Hate: Building a Raft in a Time of Trans Crisis

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I walk through this embattled, contested world as a pink-white-and-blue flash of light. If I am Icarus, I have flown too close to the sun, my wings have burned, and I have sunk far beneath the waves. Today, I think that I tread water, waiting for the raft that will save me, in purgatory between my former self and my true, transgender self. I know that I could be brilliant, but…