Morgan

The first time I passed in public even when I wasn't binding. It was like, "holy shit, I am Man!!!!" Suddenly I could see myself as who I was in my career, with my found family, and eventually growing old into some ornery grandpa for queer kids who, like me, don't have contact with their family of origin.

Informed consent clinics are how I was able to start my medical transition; their importance in providing ease of access (and the resources to make that informed decision) cannot be understated, even/especially for neurodiverse people or people who struggle under a mountain of red tape. Finding community and learning about other trans men in our history have also been extremely comforting to me. There's a doctor - the doctor who preformed the first c-section where both parent and child lived, I believe - he was the first one I learned about. There was a book I found at a book store about a Scottish nobleman, Ewan Forbes, who was able to transition. Seeing ourselves in history, people like us who lived full, happy lives. Being able to be a living example for my baby trans sibling. Having a solid community and a strong "home base" - these are all resources, all people, I find strength from. People that enable me to vision a future for myself.