Morgan's Transition Fund

Hi,

I'm Quressa! Morgan and I have been together for fifteen years--married since 2013. Morgan started her transition in 2018, in 2019 my mother passed away, which was a devastating blow, and even as she worked on rediscovering herself Morgan was a great support for me in my immense grief. Obviously, we've now been in a two year pandemic which hasn't help anyone's mental health.

Despite all this Morgan has found moments of great joy by allowing herself to live fully, but there are still some areas that cause distress.

Some of you maybe be familiar with dysphoria, a common issue that trans people struggle with when they can't completely pass as their true gender identity. In Morgan's case, she can pass well in society, but still doesn't completely have the attributes that would make her feel fully like a woman.

Unfortunately, most of these changes would require surgery, as hormone therapy isn't enough to change the body development of a fully grown adult. And while insurance does cover some of the basic costs, it sadly considers others "cosmetic" and "unnecessary" despite doctors who treat trans patients insisting that these procedures would greatly improve and increase a trans persons quality of life. Some states are starting to shift and including things like FFS, electrolysis, and speech therapy as covered services under health insurances. But despite how liberal NYC, New York State is way behind. Morgan can't wait another year or two or ten for insurance and states to catch up with the times.

So my precious, kind, thoughtful, compassionate, giving, and loving wife needs your help. All the procedures that she needs are cost prohibitive, but any help you can give will go a long way in helping Morgan achieve her dreams faster. I want her to look in the mirror and every time she sees herself she can feel euphoric. Please, whatever you can contribute will be greatly appreciated.

Note From Morgan:

In pre-transition times, I would look in the mirror and immediately disassociate. I'd see a body, but I wouldn't see me. Those feelings turned inward and I hated myself for most my life. That changed immediately upon recognizing my transness; I stopped hating my body and loved it simply for being mine. Dysphoria, however, is a bitch. It has not ceased its propensity toward self-hatred and certain cost-prohibitive surgeries remain one of the few ways I can alleviate the pain of this experience.