I have always been bi-sexual to varying degrees throughout my life.
Romance and sex to me are two seperate notions. Sex quenches
a desire and romance fills a void. Prior to transition and way before HRT,
(I transitioned 2 years and 8 months before I started HRT)
my sexual fantasies involved both men and women, sometimes
seperately, sometimes together. My romantic fantasies exclusively
involved women. I had fallen in love with a few men but it was someting
that always happened out of the mist and not something that I sought out.
The idea of being in love with a man actually turned me off ,unless
I found myself unexpectedly in the middle of it. The objects of my affection
never knew of my desire for spiritual intimacy with them. After I transitioned,
I found myself more and more entertaining the idea of being involved
romanticly with a man, though this might have stemed from men being
attracted to me, as a woman, and the resulting trists causing me to wonder
what it would be like to go beyond the mere physical.
Standing six months into HRT and looking inward I find men occupy
definate strongholds in my realms of romantic possibility but they are still a distant
second to women in my consideration of the long term. These musings
are rather mute points for as I stand with my ear pressed to the door of my
romantic realms, listening for the footsteps of approaching love,
all I can hear, as I strain to listen,
is the deafening sound of......
SILENCE