" I stared far back into my past and remembered
the child who couldn’t be catalogued by Sears. I
saw her standing in front of her own mirror, in
her father’s suit, asking me if I was the person she
would grow up to become. Yes, I answered her. And
I thought how brave she was to have begun this
journey, to have withstood the towering judgments. "

― Leslie Feinberg , Stone Butch Blues