09/03/2026
My pain didn’t break me. It introduced me to my voice.
Facing my abandonment wounds, going back to little Dee, grieving my father, and reclaiming the parts of myself I once felt I had to hide has been one of the greatest acts of self-love of my life.
Most people may not know this, but I’m also a preacher’s kid. Growing up in a home where religion was heavy and being q***r wasn’t accepted, I learned early how to silence parts of myself and how to perform.
But what it cost me to become me was learning how to take my power back.
Reparenting myself. Healing. Reclaiming. And standing boldly and unapologetically in my truth as a masc-presenting q***r woman.
And now, I’m putting more of that story on paper, and sharing in spaces aligned for deeper connection.
What It Cost Me to Become Me: A Journey of Love, Loss & Legacy releases this November.
Pre-order your copy now. Link in bio!🔗
To everyone who has supported my books, my story, and this journey, thank you. I see you. I value you. And I can’t wait to take the words I’ve written on pages and bring that same energy to even bigger stages with you.
This is what becoming me cost. And I’d pay it again!💰
Thanks to the K. Stewart Foundation for inviting me to share my story at your conference during Oakland Pride. The love was unmatched!🫶🏾🫡🌈
Excited to share what’s next!
-Coach Dee, Self Love Goat 🐐🌹
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