Yesterday, at the top of the hormone roller coaster, I texted my friend/mentor, “I feel like a person today!”
Whereas last week consisted of lots of tears and sitting in bed, this week consisted of colorful dreams, hope for the future, battles with estrogen, trips to the vet’s office, awkward conversations about vomit, and marketplace adventures.
So what does it mean to feel like a person?
I’m currently working on about four projects: keeping this blog up to date and wonderful, applying to at least 15 jobs before Monday, freelancing, and getting every Muslim in Georgia to vote by harnessing the power of social media. Continue reading “Project: Save Georgia from the Trumpness”