I’ve been meaning to write about this.

When you call me Alex it awakens something inside of me! Little me…who so tenderly asked to have a short haircut, boy clothes, and to be called, “Alex.” A year went by and she dropped it off because “I am a girl!” What was I thinking? To dress like a boy. I need to be in my feminine! Shame on the kid who thought she was something different!

Labels are grey as they both free me and put me on display to be something that can be named other than the essence that we humans forget to claim! The essence is our true name, but we must peel back the layers to reach such a place. So, I’m peeling back the layer that I must identify as a woman who has a tight waist, fat ass, and plump lips; and now with this trifecta “I will be deemed sexy!” If I have the body, the woman, the life, the money, the labels then I will be free to finally believe I Am Worthy!

Sorry. I don’t mean to scream I just think it’s good that we take a peak into the constructs of society and remember who it is that we can be.

So, I will be Alex.

The little me that was so pure and so close to remembering the truth within. She was free to tap into the energy that was dwelling in the comfort of her body. I am freeing myself from hiding in my femininity. I can’t wait to dress like Daddy and be called it, too. I am happy to be here and queer and gender fluid in all of my sacred masculine energy, even in my feminine, too.

I actively fight the shame of voices that were non-consensually placed in my brain—a fight we must stand up for everyday. To reclaim the power, and even the names.

So…Hi, I’m Alex

and I am Alexis, too

and I am free to fluctuate in between the energy that flows throughout the stream of fluidity that which a spirit of rebellion; rejecting suppression of feeling and breaking free from the chains that bind me and Remembering to be in the essence that which is me.

Let freedom ring!

And to love I am only answering—the call to my being.

with discovering fluidity,

Alex