I've started to see wrinkles on my and my partners' faces and it's like... in so many ways we are still young but it is such a kind of resistance to grow old and trans. I will be here, a light for those behind me.
it frustrates me how often trans women think our value is based on if we martyr ourselves. we don’t need anymore martyrs; the state takes too many of us as it is.

what we need is more trans women who grow old. elderly matriarchs talking shit & drinking together on a porch as our grandkids play.

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