Opening Doors: The Closet of Depression

I have remained mostly silent in light of the recent deaths by suicide of transgender people. I would like to say that I have some sort of honorable reason for that silence, but the reality is that I was just too afraid to say much. You see, I’ve been running in and out of the[…]

God Created My Body: Trans and Good

At 11:33PM, I received a call from my best friend’s wife asking me to come over because my friend, Jon, was upset and needed to talk to me. Luckily, I only lived a mile away and was able to throw on some clothes and head over. Apparently, Jon had been in a conversation about gender[…]

Why I Defend an Institution that Does Not Defend Me

In case you missed it, a few days ago the Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.) changed it’s definition of marriage to include people of every sexual orientation and gender identity. There has been much celebration, and I rejoice with my Presbyterian siblings. As someone who is particularly sensitive to Reformed theology, days like these make me desperately[…]


A TRANS STORY: I, BRETT, AM STILL HERE On September 9, 2011, I decided to live. I doubt most people can pinpoint the moment when they started living, but I certainly can. Before that day, my life wasn’t terrible, but it was laced with secrets, shame, confusion, and a fear of being “found out.” There[…]