Hey y'all! I'm Andy, a trans fella who grew up in the American South, and hasn't stopped moving for 10 years (I've moved almost thirty times, to be precise!).
I'm 26, I work as a fiction ghost writer for a handful of kindle companies, writing the kind of sleazy romance that you wouldn't wish on your worst enemy. I also draw, but god everyone just calls it anime so it's not really worth linking here.
I have a cat and she's my entire world.
I realized I was trans about four years ago, after I came out my entire family- extended or nuclear- dropped me. I've kind of lived a
transient life ever since, moving from state to state, even living in Canada for a couple months. I've ended up in relationships that weren't healthy for me because I was trying to make my own family, but I've also gained friends who are better for me than my blood family ever was.
I'm finally buckling down and going for hrt, it should be started within the next couple months.
I'm out to everyone in my life right now.
I'm here, basically, because I realized tonight that I've completely cut myself off from the outside world. I work from home, I live in a city that I know maybe three people in, I hardly go out- besides to queer events where I shuffle my feet and get hit on by well-meaning lesbians.
I just miss human connections, you know?
Not even just in dating, but also in friendships and getting to know people without having to worry that their impression on trans people as a Whole is going to color how they view me.
I don't know.
I couldn't even get myself to say anything in chat when I opened it because I'm so socially anxious right now.
I hope all of you are having a beautiful weekend, and that this splurge of words and neurosis didn't scare you off

- Andy