Hi Everyone. I have enjoyed reading all the posts on this forum so very much. The strength and honesty of everyone really shows through. Susan's Place is my new home on the web.
OK...the part we all dread...a little about myself. Start with the facts, then the good stuff...
I am 50 years old, born male, have been divorced for 5 years after a long frustrating marriage, have a 21 year old son and live with my rat terrier Dozer. I work too much, watch too much TV and, like many of us, struggle with my weight...(good news, I have lost 20 pounds in the last month or so, and only have another 40 to go). Now for the good stuff.
I have never been a macho guy. As a child, I was small and thin, and never really did all the rough-and-tumble things lots of other boys did. The first time I put on girl clothes, I was probably 8 or 9 and put on some of my little sister's clothes. They were a bit small (I was 4 years older, but not that much bigger), but I remember thinking "I'm a girl"...funny how something that long ago still stays in your memory.
I grew up generally preferring the company of girls to the company of boys (it may have been because my sexual orientation is toward women...not sure you can call that Hetero as I identify mostly as an Androgyne). That fact is, women's minds are much more interesting than mens...they think about everything (sometimes too much) and conversations just flow. My best friend told me a while back that some guys are a "man's man", but I am a "lady's man". She didn't mean that I was always chasing the ladies, but rather that I prefer the company of, and relate better with, women. Can't tell you how many times I have sat around with a group of ladies, listening to them gripe about men, and thinking "I'm glad I'm not one".
I dressed in women's clothes off and on over the years (never very often, and never told anyone). About 6 months ago, I said to heck with it, shaved my legs, painted my toenails and have never been happier. Now, the first thing when I get home from work, off goes the drab and on goes the dress. My fingernails have grown out so long that I sometimes have trouble typing, and it is common for me to go shopping with eyeshadow, mascara and nail polish. Does tend to freak out people as I still have the beard I have had for the last 30 years (but I am thinking it will go after the New Year).
I do not feel like a woman trapped in a man's body. I have no desire to become a woman. I enjoy the male body I have, and the only modification I will make is to have my ear's pierced (and shave my beard
). Some days I feel male, some days female, and I tend to dress accordingly.
Anyway...that's enough for an introduction. If you want to know more, just ask. If I get in a real "chatty" mood, you may find out whether you want to or not.
I look forward to talking with everyone here. This is a great group of folks and my thanks to Susan for setting this up.
