Today's OneWord: Transform

It was easy to transform my image once I left high school and settled into college. I cut my hair. I wore flannel shirts instead of blouses. I bound my chest and let my kneecaps sneer from holes in my black jeans. My mother wouldn't let me start hormone therapy until I had gotten my degree, and I didn't really have another choice - I was on her healthcare, and I followed her rules.

Still, I came up with a name I preferred more than my birth moniker: Ethan. That suited me.