I left everything behind when I was 17. Shortly after I have began my immigration process, Russia passed even more restrictive laws, making it illegal for people like me to exist. Meanwhile, I was getting closer to my dreams coming true. My journey took me from Turkey to Mexico and finally, just a week before my 18th birthday, my mother and I have landed in New York City. I cherish those first days—walking around, taking everything in, feeling like I was dreaming. I could feel the freedom, the promise of great things ahead. My mother and I separated shortly after our arrival. Within weeks, I was living on my own. It was a time of big decisions, and though not all of them were choices I would make today, I am grateful to myself for being fearless. It is so important what people you surround yourself with, especially at times when you are vulnerable and in need of support. Self care, slowing down, and spending time outside has helped me through severe anxiety. I believe that every queer person , especially minors, should have the tools to to navigate their emotions and find resilience.
This is just the beginning. I will go after the life I know I deserve, and in a place like New York, it all feels possible. I want to be seen and understood, contributing to a world where strong women like me are the norm. Trans women deserve not only respect, love, and safety, but also the freedom to live authentically and without fear.
We are worthy of the same opportunities, compassion, and dignity as anyone else.
There are so many things I am grateful for, and calling New York my new home is one of them. It is where I am finding myself, growing into a strong woman while making mistakes and learning from life.
Before things got clear enough for me to come out to my parents as a trans woman at 16, I had already spent years navigating my identity. Living in Moscow at the time, going to a public school, I certainly was cautious of any risks. In a conservative country like Russia, the dangers of being my true self were immense. Questioning your place in society simply isn’t a conversation you can have there—people lack knowledge, and diversity is seen as foreign, something to be rejected. Women are raised to be mothers and wives, men expected to provide for them. The pressure was suffocating. By my teenage years, I had already begun dreaming of leaving that world behind. There was so much I wanted to escape—the people, the laws, the restrictions. I believe that trans people are free people and we do not thrive in environments where we cannot exercise that freedom.
Before things got clear enough for me to come out to my parents as a trans woman at 16
photo/style: Kirill Romanov
model: Julia
I left everything behind when I was 17
I will go after the life I know I deserve, and in a place like New York, it all feels possible
I left everything behind when I was 17
My name is Julia...
I am a transgender woman