I am sitting here, having a nice glass of wine, contemplating my future. I am a torn individual. OK with my male life, yet wanting more. I just feel more alive when I am April, yet I am so self conscious of my appearance. I know I do not pass and while I am OK going out part time...
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Puberty brought with it a whole lot of different emotions and experiences. As for most people, my puberty years were confusing. Everything got exaggerated; feelings, depression, anxiety, and loneliness to mention a few. I spent most of the time by myself. I also spent extra time ...
I came from a miserable life to a much happier life. I remember at the age of 8 feeling something wasn’t right with me, and I didn’t know what it was. In my teen years, I finally realized I was born as the wrong gender. I couldn’t come as I felt I wasn’t r...
I am writing this at the end of the best 4 days of my life. This is not a statement I make with abandon, rather I make it with the most careful deliberation. On Wednesday, 5 minutes before noon, I left to go see my family for the first time in five years. I had come out to them a...
These are complicated questions for me, and they have complicated answers. When I first realized I needed to transition, I could have pinpointed specific days or times to answer either of those questions. However, my perspective on my past has changed quite a bit in the past few ...
After my ramblings about my early years, I am continuing on my next stage…Puberty. As a teenager, I’d outgrown any clothes that I had access to, and I still lived at home. I was a young male with testosterone coursing throughout his body. My friends and activities were ve...
My therapist asked a question this week that I am not sure I know how to answer. When will I be able to stop being “trans” and just be a woman. The only answer that I have is that I will always be trans. It describes my experience and allows others like me to know what I am g...
If you’re young and you think you’re trans, I hope you feel free to be true to yourself. When I was little I was in a foster home; my foster parents neglected me so I was raised by their dog and her litter of pups. From this and along with a bunch of other issues, my ...
Once I got on antidepressants, I started to get a better grasp of everything. I felt as if I could finally let the weight fall from my shoulders; unburden those immense feelings that were smothering me and lay them down. I felt like I could calmly work through one by one all the ...
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