I'm not sure where I am. I feel lost. Lost in a mist.
No shapes to discern and the blood flows through my wrists.
The heart pounds, desperate to pulse a steady beat.
I want to scream. Scream.
I want to be quiet. Sit still.
I feel enveloped in blackness like quicksand, clammy, no, colder than that. Penetrating every little crevice around me. There is ( Read more... )

I've been 18 months 'full time' living as a socially recognised woman - albeit a trans woman. This is - today - my first full 'Jan to Dec' calendar year. During this year I have made many gains and I cherish those gifts.

My transition began in January 2009 when I told my partner how I felt and began the process soon after that of going to my GP ( ( Read more... )

A friend of mine, Yvonne, commented on a pic of mine from my "3 weeks post op" album on Facebook uploaded this evening (or last night, depending on how you view these things ( Read more... )

A friend wrote me an email and said "I really admire you for following your heart."

And then they apologised for making that comment!

I have also had a lot of people tell me I'm so brave.

I say: There is no wrong comment! Certainly not along those lines at least. To me it's a compliment.

I have obviously never given birth but I told Emma at some point ( Read more... )