In Orlando, my best friend and I snuck into a Shul celebration. It’s the first time I’ve been to a Jewish anything since I got kicked out of temple as a kid. Returning as a 6’ trans woman was kind of fun. Especially the part where the rabbi sorted the crowd by gender, and all of a sudden my friend and I were on opposite sides of the room. Something about the experience made me recognize that had I not been fighting gender issues my whole life, I might have actually folded in with this stuff.