Life of a Trans Man Lesbian: Part 2
The untold story of my gender journey continues
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🔒 Up next for paid subscribers: In the final installment of Life of a Trans Man Lesbian, I come full circle into the person I was always becoming, and the path it took to get there.
Post after that one ^ I will be sharing some of my “testosterone-fueled” antics, the growing pains, and how I navigated my first date since coming out as transgender.
This post is a continuation of “Life of a Trans Man Lesbian: Part 1”.
In 2013, I walked out of the Barclays Center in my purple cap and gown with a Bachelor’s degree in Psychology.
Due to taking summer classes and having AP credits roll over from high school, I was able to graduate slightly ahead of schedule. After all the studying, writing, and the occasional mental breakdown, I finally had something to show for my hard work.
But that didn’t mark the end of my formal education.