To Love Across the Line and Stay There

Love is hard. Especially when you have to navigate mental illness and racial dynamics.

Acknowledgements:

To my beloved trans mother: Victoria

My beloved Girlfriend ✨❤️

Prologue: How I Got Here, and Why I’m Crying in Front of My Friend

This essay found me. I didn’t have a choice to make it I was sobbing because I want her to be okay. Feelings are new to me…