I follow a simple algorithm for navigating life: accept the things I cannot change, prioritize the things I can, and then decide whether to act on them. Phalloplasty isn't on the table for me because I can't fathom burying my [...]
Living in Japan for the last five years has introduced me to a whole variety of new cultural norms, from the challenge of sitting seiza—on your knees—to the joys of sento and onsen—public bathing or visiting hot springs. Getting naked [...]
"Remarkably, over 60% of female-to-male transsexuals (sic*) reported phantom penises." claims this study. Personally, this does not surprise me. I'll be the first to admit, that as a trans man, even though I do not possess a biological penis, that I [...]
There is a freedom in walking in the rain that must be felt to be understood. It’s a thing I only discovered the day I first acquired rain boots. I’d dithered on buying them for years; all the while secluding [...]
I'm pretty consistently an ENFP on the Myers Briggs scale, so apparently quite an extrovert. But my bladder, I must confess, is not. Sure, in the privacy of my own home, the little guy is pretty relaxed, but out in [...]
The holidays are a magical time, full of twinkling lights, hot cocoa, and dicks. Wait, what? Let me back up and introduce myself. I'm Anna, the original Transthetics Penis Elf, and let me tell you, the holidays are my time [...]
In elementary school, I tried to stand-to-pee through an empty toilet paper roll. Though genius it may have been in my mind, the invention resulted in a pee puddle and a very soggy toilet paper roll. “Back to square one,” [...]
I’m going to straight-up say it, because I’d be dancing around the matter if I don’t. What my guy-friends, and myself, think of when we hear the word ‘male’...is penis. I can confirm this as a trans man, because that’s [...]
As a trans man I was late to the sex game. I'd dated a few boys growing up, but never did I actually let it get that far – I considered myself a prude, a repressed individual who was grossed [...]
It’s not my height. It’s not the size of my hands. It’s not the scars on my chest either. Something that comes naturally to pretty much every guy I know seems to be, quite literally, beyond my grasp. It's my [...]
