Not blogged in a while, partly because I have little to write and partly becasue I’m generally lacking in motivation.
I made a recent return trip to see Ajen which ended being chased down the street by her dad, drunk, in nothing but his underpants. Seems my prescence wasn’t entirly welcome. Someone wrapped up in his [...]
After a long and tortuous trip I’m now back in England in one piece … well, physically anyway.
I’ve left heart and my home in Olympia. I miss Miya and Sarah so much, I’m trying to put a strong face on things but inside I’m screaming. I’ve not been able to get more than a few [...]
I’ve been toying with the idea of writing my dreams down for years, just another one of those things that come bedtime I’ve forgotten about, no biggie, I don’t remember my dreams anyway, never have.
Now my dreams stick with me for days and I can’t shake them. Fears, uncertainty and memories mingle exposing the fragility [...]
Following on from news of my redundancy a few days ago, I got home from work feeling more than a little depressed. I had emailed the news home as soon as I knew it and spent the rest of the day worrying about the short term future, how to survive on what I would have [...]
Tonight in SL is the one year memorial service for Kelise Hailey, she was a young transsexual woman who’s struggle became to much for her to bare. She committed suicide. She was my friend.
I owe my own life to Kelise. When she left us I was in a very dark place, torn between this world [...]
Had my usual appointment with my GP this morning. As part of local jiggery pokery the surgery has moved into a brand new custom building, all very pretty looking. Why they had to call it a “Health and Wellbeing Centre” is a bit beyond me, but who cares. Once thing thats not changed is the [...]
I have no energy. I can’t concentrate. I’m on the verge of tears all the time, one wrong word and I’m going to burst. I’m screaming on the inside and no-one can hear me.
I’m physically disgusting, trapped in a body thats not mine and making no progress with the NHS to get anything done to [...]
I found out pretty early in my teenage years there was such a thing as a ’sex change’ operation, and while I wished it could happen to me, I felt isolated and alone and couldn’t approach anyone. I knew my few friends and family would react badly and feared rejection, I put a lid on [...]
I’ve wished I was born a girl since puberty (at which point everything just seemed to go the wrong way). I remember the excitement of ‘Sex Education’ in high school and learning about periods, breasts and babies. It simply didn’t click during the first few lessons that I was a boy and non of those [...]
Back before I escaped my male prison, deciding what to wear required almost no effort at all. My entire wardrobe consisted of 1 pair of trainers, socks, underpants, several pairs of jeans and a dozen or so T-Shirts - And that was it!
Shopping for shoes and clothes was something I loathed, didn’t really care much [...]
