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Last summer, I realised I was trans. When I go back to the sea I love and the neighbourhood I don’t, it’ll be a bit harder to breathe but it’s only for a little longer. I have learned to be comfortable in my changing and the time it will take.

Image by Ilya Grigorik (licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 3.0) I lay awake last night listening to the incessant thumping and bed-squeaking of...