Dear Kat


I hadn’t considered it a methodical preference but I do know it’d have been pills for me. My wife’s disabilities mean my house contains more than enough opiates to the job several times over.

I’m not sure how close I’ve ever come to taking that final step but I’ve certainly felt the cliff edge under my toes.

I’m so very glad that you found the strength to make the necessary changes. Strikes me that it’s less a case of you being Katherine now and forward, so much as you always were Katherine.

That the world, society, never recognises us for who we are is because of that weight of expectation piled on us from birth, never allowing us room and time to show who we are ourselves.

But hey, we got here in the end, my friend.

Thanks for the words of encouragement. I’ve been a writer all my life. But being ‘him’ robbed me of the confidence to publish. Plenty more to come. In fact just try to shut me up. Lol

Much love, many hugs,


Capricious by name, steadfast by nature. Trans femme dyke. Smutsmith. Provocateur. Witch. Poet. Slut. Idiot. Kicking names and taking ass.

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