I began taking testosterone last June […] I attended Transitions, a university-sponsored trans support group, and this year served as the first trans-identified male cochair of my university's LGBTIQQA student group, Open Doors.

But the world's evil. I won't have grief so If I can change it. Oh, I won't, I won't!” “There, you have said it all and you feel better. You won't go now. You're crying. Close the door.[…]

Then gan she waile and weepe, to see that woefull stowre.

No, Sir Priest or Sir Preacher, Catherine is not my wife— […] she is not my wife, but she is handfasted with me, and that makes her as honest a woman. … When we are handfasted, as we term it, we are man and wife for a year and a day—that space gone by, each may chuse another mate, or, at their pleasure, may call the priest to marry them for life—and this we call handfasting.