Never again will I say “I wish I could be normal” or “who would choose to be gay or trans? Of course it’s not a choice”.

F*** that.

Being trans or lesbian or whatever isn’t some burden that I carry around like some pious martyr crawling at the feet of society hoping to be accepted for my differences, my disease of transness. Again, fuck that.

I love me. Being me isn’t a burden, it’s a pleasure and I’ve never been happier, believe that. Frankly, I don’t give a damn who approves, disapproves, likes, agrees with, or any other crap about being accepted by a bunch of unhappy conformists.

Being trans isn’t a burden. Honey, this shit is a gift.

I don’t give a shit who doesn’t like it when I use the women’s restroom or wear skinny jeans or go serve in the military or…gasp…(whisper this next part) be a CEO…(come closer as I whisper quieter behind pursed lips) or, “heaven forbid it becomes a politician, can you imagine the havoc it’ll bring, think of the children!”. Yeah, I’m still here. Yeah, I’m still going. And yeah, I’m still a woman. And no, I wouldn’t change it if I could.

I’m a woman with a little extra and a lot of confidence and I love both. When I walk into a room, I belong.

I am unapologetic of who I am
I am proud of who I am
I love me
and
I don’t need anyone’s approval for any of it.

I got no apologies for how I was made or my existence or for anyone’s disapproval.

I’m crushing life and I’m going nowhere.

With Love
Ruth

To help support or share in my release, please visit my gofundme at:


https://www.gofundme.com/f/support-ruth-utnages-reentry-after-prison

Thanks.