Yesterday’s post was almost a place holder. There were things I wanted to write about but I was mentally exhausted and couldn’t bring things into focus so I decided to share the one thought which was stuck in the forefront of my thoughts as much because they held a strength I wanted as much as they were an overwhelming truth I couldn’t deny or avoid.

You see, for much of my life I brushed off thoughts, hopes, and dreams because they didn’t fit the narrative I had been taught to follow. Because they seemed so far removed from my reality they could never come true, because following them became too painful.

I’m sure I have spoken of some of the things which have weighed on me over the years, those brief moments of breathless wonder when the words ‘what if’ would blaze across my thoughts. To take the image in my mind and make it a reality. To be who I knew myself to be in the eyes of another and be accepted. To leave the shadows and walk in the sun.

Well, as they say, ‘be careful what you wish for, you might get it.’

This became my stumbling block, my nemesis.

I’ve had my questions answered, curiosity cured. What I found was more than I could have hoped for or imagined and it scared the living hell out of me.

I found peace, happiness, and a piece of myself I felt would never be found. At the same time I found pain, sorrow, and shame. You see, following my heart only lead to hurting others, (or at least this is what I was told time and again.) By doing so I was being selfish, self centered, even cruel. My happiness had to be bought at the price of another’s.

My dreams for theirs.

In this I felt it was better to give up on my own dreams. To crush them as soon as they arose so others could see theirs come true.

Oh, and if they didn’t, well that was my fault too.

What I’ve been asking myself is what happens when I’ve done everything I could to bury every bit of myself, to lock it in a deep hole and try to forget and it keeps coming back? Each time a little stronger, a little more insistent until it refuses to be ignored?

It leaves a person in a difficult place to say the least.

(No, this isn’t an ending, but a beginning.)

~Kira Anne Moore


I wonder how it is you can close your eyes for a moment and without realizing, ten years have passed.

With the new year beginning I thought it would be a good time to look back from where I started to where I am today and I admit I was surprised and more a little saddened to see I began this blog in 2012; yes, my first post was almost ten years ago this month and no, I haven’t yet garnered the courage to reread any of those ancient posts even though I know I need to.

Seeing those dates, I begin to understand why I have been feeling out of sorts, almost lost to the haze of making through each more day without understanding why. Why I am here, why I should stay, fighting with the whispering voices which tell me I should have been gone a long, long time ago.

Not the best thought to be dealing with when it’s the darkest, coldest time of year, yet here I am. Maybe it doesn’t help when so much in and outside my head gives me conflicting thoughts on what is best for me and anyone whose lives I have touched. My ideas of what I am doing and why. My understanding of what I do to others and then to hear from someone everything I thought is wrong, that more often than not, when I think I am doing what is best, it’s just the opposite and instead of whatever I had hoped to accomplish I’ve really been bringing pain and suffering.

(An example is being told my constant struggling with my gender and identity has ruined more than one Christmas.)

Of course, I now wonder what else I’ve managed to destroy over all these years. How many birthdays, anniversaries, gatherings, not to mention holidays and not seriously come to the conclusion I have far outstayed my welcome.

I have ripped myself apart inside and out to avoid disappointing anyone only to find I have done so much worse.

People keep telling me I just need to accept myself for who and what I am, (whoever and whatever that may be), yet how can I possible do so knowing what I now know?

I have been wrong about so much, for so long, there is no way I can ever trust myself to see reality, to hear truth, or feel real emotion.

Maybe, in the end, this entire journey was never about discovering my truth but the truth behind the lie I have lived for far too long.

~Kira Anne Moore

Trans People Are Sharing These 40 Memes To Talk About The Struggles They Run Into

Trans People Are Sharing These 40 Memes To Talk About The Struggles They Run Into

The internet is filled with wonderful things and nothing defines our use of it as clearly as the concept of the meme. Recently, they have become as powerful as language itself, covering literally any topic you can think of—from cute and comfy animal jokes to expressions of your own identity.

Enter the r/traaaaaaannnnnnnnnns subreddit (or r/traa for short), a place where transgender people can make fun “of themselves, others, and the situations they find themselves in.” Known as one of the most legendary trans-centered communities, it is dedicated to posting meaningful content ranging from serious, to relatable, to completely hilarious.