I’d rather be me than anything else. It’s the easiest thing in the world to do and the hardest

I’m a transgender parent, and I haven’t seen my boys in 8 months. I don’t know what to do, so I’m asking for help

As some of you know, I’ve been involved in a protracted custody battle, and I’m not really winning, to put it lightly. I haven’t seen my two baby boys in 8 months, and more importantly, they haven’t seen me. I’ve begged for visitation but only been met with silence and retribution. This holiday season was achingly hard for me. I miss them so much.

I do have options, and I will continue to fight so that we can be together again. I just want to see them at this point, but even simply this costs a lot of money. The costs have been overwhelming, and I’m trying to scrape together some money for the next round. It can either turn out that we just don’t see each other for years while I try and put my resources together, or I find some help and go back to court.

I’m not someone that likes to ask for money or beg if you want to call it that. My heart is just broken, and I’m almost out of hope, and I don’t know where to turn for help.

I’ve created a fundraiser at Indiegogo you can view by clicking this link:

I know this is a shot in the dark, but my children deserve everything I can try to do to make their lives better. If you can’t help, I completely understand. If you think I’m crazy, not a problem. I just gotta try what I can to see them again. Thank you all so much for reading this and just listening to me. The people I’ve met through this blog and other social media have carried me through this difficult time.




So I’ve decided to take a break with my custody battle. It’s a really hard decision, but I think more fighting is not in the best interests of the children. I’m going to take the money that I would have spent trying to challenge for visitation and invest it into a college fund for the boys. I’ll be back to contest this in a few years, when I have more resources. It stinks that I have to talk through a lawyer to communicate, and I get ZERO responses back. It’s like talking to a brick wall. But I have no other options. I even have gifts for them from my recent trip to San Francisco (little chotchkies from gift shops), but I don’t know how to deliver them! Frustrating…

Good thing the other side reads my blog. ;)