I had just landed my first holiday job at the end of my first year at the University of the Western Cape in South Africa. I was also about to land what I thought was my first love relationship. He was perfect. Well, so I thought.
The year was 2001. South Africa was in the midst of HIV/AIDS denialism. Safer sex was the buzzword. Casual sex was discouraged, abstinence encouraged and monogamy applauded. Many were terrified of catching the disease.
It was 1994. South Africa was in the hype of its first democratic election. Reconstruction and development was the buzz word emanating from the newly elected government’s rhetoric.
A buzz word so apt, as I, too, was going through reconstruction and development. After years of waiting, I had started the process of undergoing gender reassignment [...]
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