It’s the early hours of the morning at a festival and I’m vibing to some music whilst nursing my night cap. I feel truly at peace. A rare feeling indeed. But my calm bubble is broken when a family friend not so subtly segues the conversation onto “the trans debate”. My hand grips
My existence is no longer up for debate
Aug 26, 2022
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