Catfish and Con Artists

It used to be that to steal your  money mostly somebody would show you a weapon in a deserted place if you were unfortunate enough or perhaps unobservant enough to be there. But you might also just live in one of those places too. That, of course, still happens every day. But the less thuggish…… Continue reading Catfish and Con Artists

Starting Over

My count of the ways my life has changed keeps racking up numbers. Transition, parkinsons, increased migraines, continued depression, worsening depression. It keeps going. Transition finally, mostly fell off the list, and soon divorce or legal separation, whatever step we decide, will have happened. Not that this will be happy. I have a deep sad…… Continue reading Starting Over

How to think about LGBTIQ people

I look at Quora. I look at it quite a lot and I often write answers to the questions. I noticed a particular question today asking how LGBT contributes to society. There were already people making a bunch of reasonable points, but I don’t think they did a good job making the main one: LGBTIQ,…… Continue reading How to think about LGBTIQ people

Post transition life

Transition can be an exciting time, as well as a very scary one. Your body changes, a great deal like puberty as you transition to living in your target gender, a process that happens quickly from ones presentation, and quite a bit more slowly inside. For many that never ends, but it has slowed way…… Continue reading Post transition life

Who am I

About the only thing I’ve found consistent in my life is change mixed with unpredictability. I never thought I’d speak about my secret shame, then I surely wouldn’t transition, and then maybe not SRS despite wanting it before I knew about it. Along that route I picked up an unwanted hitchhiker in Parkinson’s, yet it…… Continue reading Who am I

My life as a transgender child

The earliest memories I have firmly in my brain start around age 4  or 5. What memories I have from earlier are more glimpses but nothing immersive. I might remember a single scene and there are very, very few of these. Around age 6 or 7 I have this distinct memory of being in a…… Continue reading My life as a transgender child