730 days ago, I was sitting in a hospital bed at North Carolina Specialty Hospital, recovering from a moment in my life that I’ve been reminded of, every day since. It’s the day I received GRS.
If you’re unfamiliar with the acronym, it typically stands for ‘gender reassignment surgery’, but I’ve never exclusively linked it to gender because I do not bel…
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