Justine & Sam Goldon | Outdoors & Adventure Travel

I cried so many emo tears reading what y’all shared. I got messages from ex-Mormon missionaries who served in my dad’s ward (also one is now a freaking rock star?!), neighbors I grew up next to who have secretly been hating my dad’s MAGA hats, so many moms and dads offering their parental love, someone who played on my same high school soccer team in Kansas where I played with my first ever girlfriend, a cishet dude I used to work with who said the kindest things, another cishet man in rural Alaska asking genuine questions about hot button trans issues so he could understand better, Rosie O’Donnell (🤯😅), folks all across Alaska who yelled profanities (or “shut up Rebecca!” 😂) at their TVs when my dad’s face came on, and so so many folks navigating similar heartbreaks within their families who were grateful for this moment to feel less alone, and so was I.

If you need a boost, go read the comments. Trans people are so wanted and needed in this world. We are a lantern. We are lighting the way for all people from all walks of life with all sorts of unique stories to show up just as they are, and to be celebrated for it. How fcking heartwarming is that? 🥹💗

Also - if you’re trans masc and looking for more community & connection + an epic adventure, join me on my next 🏳️‍⚧️ trip to Bali next May! Leave a comment or send a DM if you’re interested and I’ll send ya the info! 🫶🏼🤙🏼