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so-to-speak, and talked with my therapist about my last post. Although it's only been one session of discussion, at this point the therapist agrees I'm probably somewhere in the middle of the gender spectrum. Which would partially explain why I never took action to transition before, since I always thought transition meant MtF only. I, like so much of the world, thought "either/or" in relation to gender. That said, we are still on track for "the talk" ...
In my quagmire of minor hopelessness and mediocre jealousy, I've begun to think back over my childhood. If my childhood occurred today, I would be, without question, labeled transgender MtF. I was the epitome of the sissy boy, playing with dolls, avoiding sports like the plague, even cross-dressing at every opportunity that presented itself. I also knew I liked boys. While neither was acceptable ... gay appeared to be the lesser of the "evils" as I saw it at the time. My ...
I've been reading posts from folks that are moving along in their transitions and realized I've been doing nothing to move towards making my desires reality. While I know it's my own judgement on myself, I began to feel hopeless and even jealous. So, I've set a tentative goal to discuss this all with my other half on my b-day this year and let the chips fall where they may. I can't continue to whine about thing and not do something to change them. I chose my birthday for a couple ...
A couple of things have come to light ... My other half asked me the other day to be more dominant in the relationship. Now, mind you, he's not referring to the bedroom, or anywhere else we may ... uh ... where was I ... Oh yeah, he's referring to taking a more active roll in our relationship. While I handle the majority of the finances and share in the housework, I lack in the decision making processes. I tend to be "whatever you want is fine". This got me ...
I've been awarded a scholarship from a local association for an essay on the ever-changing role of the paralegal! Sorry for tooting my own horn, so-to-speak, but I had to share my excitement.