I’m trans and this show is a funeral for my pre-transition self. Come mourn and celebrate with me the life I used to have. This is a show about impermanence and the illusory self, but it’s also truly my funeral. For real. And it’s probably one of the funnier funerals you will ever attend.

When certain people in my life found out about my transition, they started talking about my old self as though “he” was a different person from me, and as though “he” had died. I found this alienating, pretty irrelevant to my own experience, and, frankly, very annoying. And I also saw the theatrical appeal and decided to take the metaphor of transition of death and rebirth seriously. Where I ended up was not at all what I expected.