A Letter to my Future Self.

Now that I’ve made my ebook “Who Cares? Life for an Irish Transgender Teen” free to the public (you can download the full thing here), I’ve decided to publish the chapters here on my website. Below is a chapter from this book which was published in April 2016.

Dear Laylah,

I am not going to open this letter by hoping that you’ve achieved everything that I wish you will, because that would be an insult to you. There’s no question as to whether you’ve reached for your dreams or not. But I do hope that you’ve found satisfaction through these achievements. I hope that you don’t have any empty voids or sources of shame that are unresolved.

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An Open Letter to My Hair.

Are you annoyed with me right now? I can never really tell. It’s funny because I’ve abused you in some of the worst ways possible, yet you never seem to give up on me. Although I’ve not been very impressed with you in the last week or so. You’ve become awfully knotty and you have terrible flyaways that catch my eye every time I look in the mirror. But I’m probably being unnecessarily cruel.

Let’s delve back into our tumultuous relationship together.

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An Open Letter to my Face.

Hello. How are you? I suspect you’re pretty good considering that I just cleansed toned and moisturised you.

I wonder if you feel honoured about all of the attention I give you. You get a lot more of it than any other part of my body. I wonder if you taunt my hair who gets burned quite regularly while you are constantly soothed and taken care of.

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An Open Letter to My Feet.

Hello you two. How are you? Tired? You certainly have reason to be. Right now we’re on a bus and I have you up on a seat (which is so not classy) but I can feel you quivering with nervous anticipation because we have to run to an appointment and we’re late. You don’t ever really get to relax. And I’m sorry for that.

In 2016 I wanted to be as busy as possible. And I’ve certainly succeeded. But I’m afraid that has been to your detriment. It’s not that we ever had that much relaxation time before, but this year we have been constantly running to appointments, college, events and all the other stuff we do. I also have a habit of getting drunk and going out dancing which I don’t think you particularly enjoy.

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