Life Is a Series of Transitions
Corin and I took the bus up across the county to visit our endocrinology office today. He's starting (theoretically) on testosterone this Friday, and I have a checkup next Monday, so we were both getting our blood work taken care of. He's so nervous; probably about as nervous as I was when I was about to begin.
It's so serendipitous that we both found each other at this point in each of our lives. It really is. I can't believe we're both starting this huge journey together. It's been since September that we've been seeing each other, and we (believe it or not) haven't yet gone a single day without being in each others' presence.
I think he's the one. I really do. We still gush at each other every day like we've only spent a week dating. We say all those ridiculous things people in new love say to each other that first week, over and over, and it's been almost five months. We miss each other whenever we're apart. We've already insinuated and hinted at marriage before; now, I think it might be inevitable. I know...it's only been five months. Still, we've fallen so deeply in love with each other, it's kind of ridiculous not to have these thoughts in our collective heads.
Jumping further down the rabbit hole of this relationship, I feel excited, nervous, anxious, and wonderful all at once, kind of like when I was first about to leap head first into my transition. Life seems to be a series of somewhat nerve wracking transitions, doesn't it? Everything is a transition onto the next chapter.
The next journey. The next house. The next school. The next love. The next gender.
So many things so constantly changing...it's easy to get dizzy. But, such is life. Here we are. We're doing it. We're constantly in flux. Constantly in transition. And we deal. I'm dealing. Corin and I are dealing.
I can't imagine a life without him,
TJ
It's so serendipitous that we both found each other at this point in each of our lives. It really is. I can't believe we're both starting this huge journey together. It's been since September that we've been seeing each other, and we (believe it or not) haven't yet gone a single day without being in each others' presence.
I think he's the one. I really do. We still gush at each other every day like we've only spent a week dating. We say all those ridiculous things people in new love say to each other that first week, over and over, and it's been almost five months. We miss each other whenever we're apart. We've already insinuated and hinted at marriage before; now, I think it might be inevitable. I know...it's only been five months. Still, we've fallen so deeply in love with each other, it's kind of ridiculous not to have these thoughts in our collective heads.
Jumping further down the rabbit hole of this relationship, I feel excited, nervous, anxious, and wonderful all at once, kind of like when I was first about to leap head first into my transition. Life seems to be a series of somewhat nerve wracking transitions, doesn't it? Everything is a transition onto the next chapter.
The next journey. The next house. The next school. The next love. The next gender.
So many things so constantly changing...it's easy to get dizzy. But, such is life. Here we are. We're doing it. We're constantly in flux. Constantly in transition. And we deal. I'm dealing. Corin and I are dealing.
I can't imagine a life without him,
TJ