My old blog was a casualty of the crash. I can't re-create it, and there is no need to. But I can start a new one.
I first posted here on Susan's Place eight and a half years ago, August 06, 2015. Wow, that is a big chunk of my life! I was a scared guy, wondering if I might really be transgender. Thanks to support from the members here, I soon realized that I indeed was transgender.
You can see my timeline in my signature. I came out to my wife in 2016, thanks directly to the prompting of one member in particular (you know who you are), who nagged me until I got past that difficult hurdle. Since then, I did all the "standard" transition steps: therapy, HRT, "full time", paperwork / legal documents, GCS. I have been living as my true self for a few years now and loving it. I should have done it years ago. Oh, yeah, I am 69.
Life is pretty good these days. No one in my family or in the general public gives me grief. I pass well enough that no one is nasty to my face. I may make some people wonder, but not enough for them to commit to verbal abuse. I do worry about the direction that society is turning. I watch with horror the rise of hatred south of the border and I see the same beliefs starting here. The future looks just a bit too "interesting" for comfort.
Back in my youth, I was a pilot and flying instructor in the RCAF. Good times back then, but someone like me was not a good fit for the military forces of those times. I would have been turfed out if I or they had known. I didn't know myself, but I did know I didn't fit, so I got out. I still get on well online with some of my old colleagues from back then.
I spent the rest of my career working in IT. Not nearly as exciting, but it paid the bills and made good use of my skills.
I got married late, in my late 40s. We are still together more than 20 years later.
I have had a lifelong interest in astronomy, and my main hobby these days is astrophotography.
