Hi everyone. Bear with me, I'm a little nervous here.
I'm a 63 year old MTF. Transition's very new to me- I've been full time since May 2, HRT since June 20.
I'm chronologically impaired, have very little hair above, am a bit paunchy below.
My transition has been, well, I'm embarrassed to say this, joyful. After I started on HRT I found symptoms of depression that I had experienced since high school (was hospitalized once, suicide attempt, had ECT) lifted. They just plain cleared. So many of you talk about crying: I laugh. This wasn't true before last June- my life was held together with tears and booze. Neither one makes the best glue.
This doesn't mean that I don't have a lot to learn. I've been hanging around in the guest dugout almost since I began my transition. Yesterday evening I finally decided to climb out and join the rest of you on the field. It was a question of guilt- here I was soaking up wisdom and looking at wonderful pictures and doing nothing to contribute my share. (Not that my share will be much of a contribution). Sort of like NPR- all those great programs and I wasn't supporting them. Maybe Susan should have a pledge drive.
Thank you all so much for being here.
Shannon (Nancys Girl)
