Because my last post(s) had some pretty dark overtones, I'm going to resist my impulse to immediately follow it up with something else depressing, and instead, I'm going to talk about video games. Anyone who knows me knows that I am a pretty heavy gamer, and that I pretty much always have been. In fact, one of …
This is going to be the last post in this string for a while, and is really more of an afterword of things I couldn’t or didn’t include in the others. There is one more potential hormonal influence on my development, though I can’t verify how much of an effect it had on me, if …
Here’s the thing about hormones: your body needs them. And while I was not completely without, I had (have?) way fewer than I should. I learned a lot about myself throughout this experience, which is good, I think. Though, what I learned wasn’t all good. I suffer from depression, a trait common among those with …
I swear, I am trying to truncate this story as much as possible. Let’s skip ahead a bit. Eventually, I told both my girlfriend and my parents. Thankfully, I have been blessed with the best examples of each possible, and they were nothing but utterly supportive when I told them what I did. What I …
Okay, so I mowed the yard. I set up the appointment. And finally, I went to see my doctor. I was much more open with the doctor than I had been my parents. I told him about my urination, and asked to have that checked out. But then, I asked him about my breast growth. …
This post might be a bit longer, as I’m not really sure how I can break it up. Or maybe not; won’t know until I finish it. A couple of years ago, I was just about to turn 25. Thus, two things: you now know my age, and the time was counting down until I would …
Notice how each of these posts have a theme, followed by a number? This implies that there will be more like them. I won't promise that, though. Maybe it's just for the aesthetic. I have been an active dreamer for just about as long as I can remember. I remember my first nightmares (I was …
I mentioned in my first blog post that my desire to be female goes back just about as far as I can remember. While this was particularly amplified during puberty, upon reflection, I can remember a few prepubescent incidents that might have alluded to my future struggles. I don't really want this blog to be utterly …
Two posts in one day? This must be the start of a new journal...no way that I will keep this pace. Turns out this is all I want to do for now, and because my last post was a general introduction, this one will be more specifically about me. So who am I? I'm from a …
Let’s not bury the lede. I am writing this blog because I, at the very least, have gender dysphoria. Frankly, I already know that I am writing this blog because I am finally willing to admit that I know what I am—transgender. Whatever the future may hold for me, I figure this blog will help …
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