Is still a risk. I know. I started this year by falling off of a roof and breaking my goddamn back, I know exactly how stupid some of the things that I do are.

Still Worth It

When I get bored, I get depressed. It is a fact of my life. I’d far rather die by falling off of a roof than by falling into the grey meaninglessness and slowly losing any sense of self until I no longer care whether I live or die.

An Act of Defiance

I refuse to do what a woman should. I am not a woman.

I know that as long as my body looks the way that it looks I still face the same risks that women face, but I defy your gendered expectations, and I live the life that I want to live.

Choices Make Me Who I Am

And I will not choose to change. I knew the risks, and I know so much more intimately now what consequences I may face. Living life unapologetically as myself is still worth it.