Emotional labour is the mental effort required to do something or be something. To be trans, to be openly trans is a lot of emotional work sometimes.
About three and a half months ago I started Hormone Replacement Therapy (HRT), the effects are starting to assert themselves.
Taking over public space for a day or more to celebrate love and acceptance is something that needs to happen everywhere.
It’s with great excitement today that I am officially informing people professionally that I am transgender.
Exhilarating and occasionally terrifying, coming out as a transgender woman has left me feeling unburdened.
As I type this it is the eve before I out myself to my co-workers, which includes almost 90 municipal professionals ranging from equipment operators, to finance administrators, social workers, clerks, cops, firefighters, planners, engineers a collection of elected local officials and more. I’ll also have to send a press release of sorts to local media contacts.