Hello human beanies reading this ♡

My name is Ro. I’m a trans masc/non-binary human raising funds to finally yeet the teet (top surgery).

I dream of the day I stand bare chested in the sunshine and my body feels like home. Of tracing my fingers across healed scars and remembering everything it took to get here. I long to look in the mirror and recognise myself with softness instead of distance.

Starting this fundraiser felt deeply vulnerable. Asking for help so publicly cracked me open in ways I didn’t expect. But what I found waiting for me was community. Love. People showing up with donations, bake sales, shared links, kind words, time, care, and shoulders to cry on when I felt overwhelmed.

As exhausting as it is to exist as a trans person right now, this journey has also shown me how deeply connected we are. Every contribution, no matter the size, has become part of my survival and future. Truly, thank you.

I am grateful that I am Trans. Despite how terrifying, complicated, expensive and difficult it can be. It has given me a home within a community. I found something I didn’t know was possible. I don’t think I would have had a opportunity to experience this level of love and support and so for that, I am eternally grateful and is why I continue to volunteer, support my community and i hope that once a qualified therapist, I can offer my services at a low cost to give back to those in positions just like me.

A little about me: I’m a queer, sober, disabled artist, advocate, events organiser, trainee counsellor, animal lover and nature goblin. I run a dog walking and pet sitting business, work on a city farm, organise queer community events, and provide disability advocacy on a voluntary basis, while also navigating debilitating complex chronic illness. Which is honestly a full time job in itself.

Because of my health, travelling abroad for cheaper surgery is no longer safe or viable. I need surgery in the UK with local post-op support, which means the costs are much higher than I originally planned for.

Fundraising has been beautiful and exhausting all at once. But being held by community in this way has healed parts of me I didn’t know needed healing.

Anything you can give, whether that’s donating, sharing, or simply reading this, means more than I can say.

I cannot wait to finally feel at home in my body.

Lots of love and hugs,

Ro xx