The Voice of the Soulless
A Transgender Day of Remembrance Poem. “Am I…alive?”, I ask myself. Sure enough, my heart beats. I even converse with the living. “So, why don’t I feel alive?”, I look…
How will a black, newly post-op, trans girl survive homelessness in Toronto? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Let's find out.
A Transgender Day of Remembrance Poem. “Am I…alive?”, I ask myself. Sure enough, my heart beats. I even converse with the living. “So, why don’t I feel alive?”, I look…
I’m punching myself for not coming here sooner. So I’ve known about, and been referred to, Friends of Ruby for a while. But since being homeless is like a full-time…
I was a former CAMH patient in 2020. I admitted myself to the Emergency Room late in the night last month because I was having some intense suicidal ideation (because…