Georgie Stone

Another young (19 years old) transgender woman has come out as a LGBTQ advocate. Meet Australian actress Georgie Stone:

Important Survey


My name is Beatrice Rothbaum and I am a clinical psychology doctoral student at Adelphi University. I currently contribute to the Intersectional Development Lab at Adelphi University, directed by Chana Etengoff, Ph.D. Members of our research group identify as trans, queer, and cisgender. 

I am reaching out to you about participating in my research project titled “Trans Self-Efficacy and Well-Being.” The purpose of this study is to explore the relationship between trans well-being and self-efficacy (an individual’s belief in their ability to achieve goals). This project additionally explores political activism and psychotherapy experiences.

This project is informed by my trans-positive clinical and advocacy work. In my work, I have learned that every trans story is important and I look forward to learning more about yours.

If you identify as trans, are at least 18 years old, and reside in the are eligible to participate in this online survey! The survey may take an hour to an hour and fifteen minutes to complete.

Your participation and responses will remain confidential. Thank you for your trust.

If you are interested in participating or learning more about the study, please click here.

Adelphi University’s IRB has approved this research study and all responses will remain confidential. If you have any questions or concerns, you may contact me at or my Co-PI/faculty adviser, Chana Etengoff, Ph.D., at  

I look forward to learning more about your views and experiences, “

Beatrice Rothbaum (she/her/hers) 

Clinical Psychology Doctoral Student 

Intersectional Development Lab

Gordon F. Derner School of Psychology

Adelphi University

Self Promotion

Yesterday, my day was filled with going to see the vampires. What I call my team of lab techs and Doc’s who monitor my blood work…or hematology.

It’s mostly a hurry up and wait experience. First, I had a lengthy walk to negotiate in my walking boot to even make it to where the blood labs are taken. It was relatively pleasant though as I took my time and three other women spoke to me along the way. I thought I looked OK with my summertime outfit and reasonable makeup. In fact, just wearing reasonable makeup and nice clothes probably set me up to be mistaken for a staff member. At any rate, I waited for my turn and my blood work was taken without any problems. Then it was off to eat some lunch and wait for the results. 

I took the easy way out and just picked up a tuna salad sandwich, chips and drink. I can always judge how my day is going when I am in the check out line. No problems as the clerk called me mam three times. 

My Fancy Footwear

After lunch, it was time to head upstairs to hematology and wait. The first thing they do is take all vitals including weight, blood pressure and body temperature. My day took an immediate turn to the gutter when the nurse screamed my name as “Mr. Hart.” I just sat there until she changed it. She should know better.

When I finally made it to my Doctor, I began my visit with a brand new resident student. She was very pleasant and asked how I hurt my ankle. I told her most likely on a ghost hunt. Of course she was very interested and I gave her a few of the details. I don’t know why I didn’t think of this years ago but when I was able to refer to myself as “she” a couple times, the Doc did too. 

Since my iron level came back high yesterday, I was taken back for a possible phlebotomy (or when I have to have a pint of blood removed to keep it low). All of a sudden I was the topic of a conversation between two nurses and two doctors who used my proper pronouns flawlessly. I believe it all got started when I was able to call myself she and I will definitely try to remember to do it in the future.

The best news of all though was when the lead Doc said I could skip the blood letting because the higher level of iron could be caused by my injury. So I was able to get out of there as fast as my one and half legs would take me!   

Group Tears

Last night’s transgender – cross dresser support group meeting at times was very intense. For example, we had a first time participant show up who is not transgender but has two trans kids. Ironically, she wants to be able to connect with them but can’t seem to. More than likely their is probably another detached spouse pulling the strings. Through her tears she managed to say she “thinks” Cincinnati Children’s Hospital is involved , which is the “Gold Standard” for trans care in the area for anyone 24 or younger. 

Another interesting attendee was struggling to put into focus who they really were. Even though, they are starting HRT and most of work knows, they still use the terminology “dressing up” as a woman and not dressing as their “true self”. 

Also in attendance were two totally new peeps, one still dressed as a guy. Neither said a whole lot except one owned a new “old school” board game shop fairly close to our house. 

More tears came after the new peeps when one of the trans women who brought her wife to the last meeting read a letter from the wife. The letter delved deeply into the struggle she was having accepting the “death” of her husband and the ability to being able to move on if she had too. 

Between her and the woman with the two trans kids, I realized once again the severe distress gender dysphoria can cause. 

I hope everyone’s time at the meeting was valuable. Even the young trans woman who has a boy friend who knows she is trans. Haven’t seen her for a long time but she is transitioning really well. 

Balancing her story is a sad one. One of the nicest transgender women I have ever met went through all her gender surgeries with flying colors, found a man who again knew of her past but went ahead with plans to get married anyhow. However, before the date, he backed out saying people in the small Kentucky town he was from were calling him gay. More tears.

Maybe I should check my hormone levels! 

Meeting the Enemy?

Today we sat up in a local park’s farmer’s market to try and sell fresh baked goods and other articles in an attempt to raise money for our Witches Ball Halloween Party coming up in October.

We didn’t do too bad considering the day was overcast with occasional showers.

As we were beginning to close up for the day, two squeaky clean young white girls who were showing just a little too much attention to what we were doing stopped by…without offering to buy anything of course.

Finally it came out when they offered to exchange cards and yes they were Mormons. They didn’t pay me much attention and I was getting too mad at the rude woman nearby smoking a cigarette. Which I can’t stand.

At any rate, I turned my attention back to the Mormon girls who by this time were singing the praises of going to Utah. Quickly I realized I didn’t really know much about how the Mormon faith approaches being transgender. I always assumed Mormons didn’t accept us. So when I got home, naturally I Googled it.

Here is a small look at what I found from the “Human Rights Campaign” , as well as a few other issues which might relate:

“The LDS Church follows strict rules of sexual conduct, including commandments against pre-marital sex. The Church distinguishes between same-sex attraction and behavior. As stated on its website, “The experience of same-sex attraction is a complex reality for many people. The attraction itself is not a sin, but acting on it is.” The LDS Church previously taught that same-sex attraction is a curable condition, but now states that “individuals do not choose to have such attractions” and that therapy focusing on “a change in sexual orientation” is “unethical.”

Those who do not act on their sexual identity, “enjoy full fellowship in the church, which includes holding the priesthood, carrying out callings, and attending the temple.” The Church considers Mormons who act on feelings of same-sex attraction to have disobeyed church teachings on morality and thus are subject to ecclesiastical discipline. They may be (1) placed on probation (for those desiring to change their behavior), (2) “disfellowshipped” (excluded from participating in the sacraments for a finite period of time while they correct their behavior), or (3) excommunicated.  Members who face a disciplinary council and refuse to repent—or insist that their feelings are integral to who they are—almost always are excommunicated. They lose their membership and cannot participate in any way other than attend meetings. They also lose the eternal ties that bind them to their families and their church.

The LDS Church has no official policy regarding transgender individuals.”

Now I wonder since I acted on my gender issues and transitioned does it make it wrong in the eyes of the Mormon’s?  Or, more precisely should I care? 

The easy answer is I don’t really care and maybe I was wrong. The Mormon girls were just doing their thing and really didn’t consider me an “enemy.” Or better yet, I enjoyed passing privilege  and they never even knew.

Actress Andreja!

Talented, gorgeous Andreja Pejic is still breaking down barriers. The Australian born model is now taking on the silver screen. More from the “Them” site:

“Andreja Pejić has walked runways for the likes of Jean Paul Gaultier, Marc Jacobs, and Jeremy Scott. She’s been a cover girl for international editions of GQ, Elle, Marie Claire, Harper’s Bazaar — the list goes on. But tomorrow, the 27-year-old model will make her acting debut on the big screen.

“It’s been a crazy whirlwind. I can’t believe I’m in a blockbuster Hollywood film,” Pejić tells me with an elated sigh. “What is life!” It’s two days after the New York premiere of The Girl in the Spider’s Web when we hop on the phone, and Pejić is still processing the fact that she stars in an adaptation of the book series she grew up reading as a teen.

In Sony’s latest reboot of The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo franchise, Pejić plays Sylvia, an Eastern European goth girl and Lisbeth Salander’s lover. In director Fede Álvarez’s film, adapted from the fourth novel in Stieg Larsson’s Millennium series written by David Lagercrantz, The Crown’s Claire Foy steps into the role of Salander, the leather-clad hacker vigilante.”

Can’t wait to see it! To my knowledge, it is streaming on certain services such as Amazon Prime. It was actually released November of last year.

It Finally Happened

I think I receive surprisingly little negative feedback about being transgender. Yesterday though, for some reason, my post about Ava Glasscott being named a parade Marshall for Boston Pride fired up a religious right person here on my WordPress blog. (I write two blogs, one on another platform.)

Here is the verse, which I guess pertains to me too:

Deuteronomy 22:5

“The woman shall not wear that which pertaineth unto a man, neither shall a man put on a woman’s garment: for all that do so are abomination unto the LORD thy God.”

1 John 2:16

“For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world.”

Without becoming too religious, I am not a Biblical scholar. the Bible to me has always been a wonderful history book full of contradictions. Search close enough and you can find a phrase or two to contradict other verses. 

And, what about following the simple all forgiving work of Jesus which a few of today’s so called Christians have seemingly forgotten. 

Enough said.

More Visibility

Perhaps you have heard (or have seen) Boston has named a transgender model Ava Glasscott as a co-parade Marshall for this year’s Pride Parade. Here is more background on Ava (below):

 “Ava represented the State of Massachusetts in the Miss Trans USA Pageant 2018. She is the first post-op transgender contestant from New England to represent her Community in a National Pageant. The story of Ava’s journey as a trans model has been featured by NBC Boston and the WCVB-TV show “Chronicle.”  Ava made a cameo in Amy Schumer’s 2018 movie “I Feel Pretty,” which was filmed in Boston. She also appeared in the documentary film “All Stars: The Changing Face of Drag (2016)”, which she promoted at RuPaul’s DragCon in Los Angeles.”

What a great  choice for a huge event.


Graduation evening this week went very well.

The family started out with a BBQ tailgate in her honor in the parking lot outside Wright State’s arena. Wright State is a medium sized state university in the suburban Dayton, Ohio area which has a pretty good sized arena. Much too big I thought for one high school’s graduation. I was wrong though, because surprisingly, it was almost filled to capacity.

As I sat down to my BBQ, I felt overdressed in my long skirt and sleeveless “Ombre” top  The top on the model above approximates the style, not the color. 

I didn’t have time to think much about it though because about the time we sat down to eat, a light rain began to fall. We were forced to head on into the arena to get our seats. The good news was we got good seats, the bad news was we had to sit in them for three hours.

To my surprise, my Grand-daughter immediately appeared on the “Jumbo Tron” big screen in the arena and presented a topic with another girl on how the graduates were like all the flavors of ice cream in the world. Of course i wondered to my self how many of the grads were LGBTQ!

All too soon though, the graduation was over and we made our way back out to see the new graduate and head home. There are some pictures floating around and if any of them find their way to Facebook, I will share them with you.

Throughout the evening I didn’t notice any stares or glances, so that was good and my Grand-daughter seemed to really appreciate me being there. What really surprised me though was the lack of tears on my part.

For another completely different graduation experience, let’s check in with Connie:

“When my grandson graduated a couple years ago, I would have cried, except he was such as goofball about it, going for the big laugh on stage. I do get a bit sentimental when I look at the picture of the two of us afterward, though. It was the first time, after a few years of him getting used to the “new me,” that we hugged and he put his arm around me for the pic. It’s a reminder that our own transitions are so dependent on the transitions of those close to us.”

Well put!