The inner conflict of being transgender is overwhelming. There is so much out of my control; everything from the complexities of being viewed in society as something that you are not, to something as simple as just being called the wrong name.
For me my name was something small that I could take control of, something I could take refuge in when everything else was so daunting. And that is exactly why I have it tattooed on my body. Every time I look at my arm, I see a reminder of my strength, a reminder of something that finally aligns with what is inside of me.
Many believe this dinosaur is the largest ever to walk the earth.
It would have weighed more than 10 African elephants put together and had a thighbone taller than the man who helped dig it up. And, fair warning, it stands at such a remarkable height, it might take a little scrolling to get through its portrait.
But for years, there’s one thing the big guy hasn’t had: a proper scientific name.