To Anyone That Needs to Hear This.

I'm going to do this without doxxing myself too hard, but I've had some wine, so who knows....

My name is Jennifer Greene. I was born April 1st (haha) 1994. My parents named me Daniel. I was, by all accounts a happy and healthy baby boy. I grew up in New York my whole life (go Mets. Fuck off anyone who says otherwise).

Growing up, I always felt different. I found myself gravitating to traditionally feminine hobbies and preferences. By middle school, I realized that I didn't feel the same way about girls that I did boys. When I expressed these feelings to my parents, together, we all discovered that I was gay. Something that wasn't super common in 2005.

I thought this realization would help me come to grips with who I was, but it didn't. As I began to grow, I found myself becoming almost disgusted with what I was seeing in the mirror. I was maturing just like the other boys my age, and remember how badly I yearned to develop soft curves like the girls in my class.

Gender dysphoria is very real and something that can cripple a person, and the road to reconcile what you see in the mirror and how you feel in your heart is a long and very, very painful road. But, I promise you it's worth it. I started HRT in 2009 and slowly my reflection began to show the woman I knew I was.

Around this time, my father took a new job that forced us to relocate. It was a long and laborious process moving from Brooklyn to Queens. Everything felt foreign and strange. The people spoke a different language. The customs were different. It was... an adjustment to say the least (LEVITY! Okay, maybe I should pause the wine until I get this post out). This was my fresh start. I was in a new school. A new house. Why not debut the new me? And so, I graduated as Jennifer Greene in 2012, and later that winter finally had my confirmation surgery and have been in love with the woman I see in the mirror every single day.

These days, I'm a happily married woman to a man who has known both sides of the person I am, and accepts me for the woman I am now. I'm a daddy's girl and also my dad's best friend. I'm spoiled rotten by my mom who is over the moon at having a daughter to empart all her wisdom and terribly outdated advice.

I am truly blessed by whatever gods or goddesses that have been looking out for me. I realize this.

However, I also realize that there are many people in this community who are not as lucky as I have been. There are those in our community who still exist within their "egg" and have not/ cannot allow themselves to be their true self. It's a scary thing, admitting to the world that you aren't the person the world wants you to be. It's a scary thing admitting to yourself as well.

(God this is a wall of text and guess what bitches, its about to get heavy. Trigger. Warning. Politics.)

The election is over and I know it didn't go the way a lot of us wanted it to go. Overnight the world became a much darker and terrifying place. I for one spent a majority of the morning sobbing while Mike did his best to cheer me up (bless his golden retriever energy). But the fact remains, our community, along with any other marginalized community is at risk. We need to stick together. We need to remain strong. We need to remember that there is strength in numbers. There is power in community. We are the silent majority.

Hope is all we have. We have to hope that those in the government who see, actually see, us out here will continue to fight from within. We have to hope that there will always be tomorrow to look forward to. We have to hope because we have to.

At the very least, I want this to be perfectly clear: I see you. I know you. And I love you.
My DMs are always open on here, discord and my email (jennifergreene155@gmail.com).

Gods this is a long and heavy post. You want to know what I really wanted to do tonight? I wanted to relax on the couch in my PJs, playing Baldur's Gate 3 while my husband falls asleep next to me and I get so frustrated by his snoring that I force us both to go to bed. But! I have a responsibility to this community and have chosen to sob uncontrollably in front of my computer instead.

I love you. I see you. And I am here. We will stand strong though whatever comes our way.

With all my love,

Jennifer Greene