By Eli Strong
When I came out as transgender man in 2005, I was prepared for discrimination, misunderstanding, and even the prospect of losing my family. What I wasn’t prepared for was the lack of respect and outright anger from many of the lesbians I knew.
Catering to women is wonderful, but a cold shoulder hurts
By R. Scott Wallis
I’ve lived in the Washington, D.C., metro area for 19 years. In that time, I’ve watched as the landscape has changed. When I arrived, just out of college, I was a wide-eyed, horny young thing, ready to take on the world. But I wasn’t yet a regular in the bar scene. Instead, I played primarily with my straight friends. I was always out and proud, but I was afraid to mix and mingle with my own kind. I guess I felt more secure in my sheltered world (of mostly Republicans!) where I wouldn’t be pressured to do things I didn’t want to do. After a handful of very bad sexual experiences in college, it was understandable that I’d be a little apprehensive.