I havnt been here for sometime. My wife left me with outstanding bill and took about three month rent and left. It has been hard but things have change for the better. Many more friends and family know. I am seekn theripy near by. After she left I went to salvation army and goodwill found a lot of great cloths. I have dressed in public most just seem confused about whether I am a man or a woman. I am not lookn to make people happy anymore. I am who I am and if you pass me on the street at least you know I am here now. If you ask me a question aboutme I will answer it.
I got my face waxed four days ago. The young girl asked me why I was getting my face waxed. I said to her, I am transitioning from male to female. It changed how she viewed me. She shared beauty secrets with me and we talked about personal stuff together. It was great that she did that for me. I could tell she wanted to talk more with me. I my not look like the woman that I want to be but I am the woman that I am at the present. Mixed between the man that I was and the woman that I am becoming. I am learning that it was not everyone else that kept me from being me it was me the whole time. I made my own gender prison. Formed by the what if, what will and so on..