Climbing Everest Everyday / Trans Sherpa
Being trans is like
Trying to climb Everest
Seeing all the landmarks
Along your way—
Knowing you might be
A bit insane, and doing it
Because if you don’t, you’ll
Sit at the base of the mountain
Until the end of your days.
Being trans is like trying to climb Everest
Every single fucking day and
Honestly, since top surgery—
I feel like I made it to third base.
First base camp was name change,
Second was HRT,
Rounding up to the third with top surgery —
I’ve still got loads more trail to travel
But the sights I’ve seen so far are incredible!
Problem is, even if I make it to the top
I may never feel high enough—
I would stand at the precipice and
Look up into the sky, wondering
“How can I get to that?”
And then perhaps get interested
In space travel.
So— knowing myself
And my tendencies
I’ve decided to become a sort of
I’ll walk along, talk about
Everything that happens, give you
Any bit of advice or assistance I can—
Help carry the load whenever possible,
Be an ass, make you laugh—
But at the end of the day —
A most dangerous, most deadly mountain.
I can’t promise you anything
Other than what I’ve already dealt with,
Tips on where I’ve already been—
The journey is your own, it can’t be