kristy joe willow February 12th, 2010 2:36 pm MSTwell i've been in transition for almost a year now. started or HRT, was prescribed cyproterone. i have had a lot of thoughts about orchiectomy and have talked to my doctor ans she will have all the referrals i need this coming thursday. there are a lot of reasons to do this. one is my age, almost 60 i dont want any kids. Sex life is non-existant. i am taking drugs to kill the testosterone thus the boys. as i see it now they have become useless, redundant. they just hang there and sweat. so taking all these things into consideration it just makes sense to me to have them removed. i would probably be more reluctant if i were younger. so im hopinh that before the end of march they are gone.
cheers kristy.
The show i did this monday nite was called Trampoline Hall (they have a website). The format of the show is they have three guest lecturers that guve a lecture on something they know about but are not experts at. After each person speaks then with the help of a moderator the floor is open to the audience, which numbered 137, to ask questions. I was the last to go on. so there i am on stage with lights and a microphone and the moderator just sitting to the side. I had chosen to speak about the word 'transition'. I started out by explaining that transition ment change but in a large capacity. I also spoke about the hands of fate and the opportunites they give us and how many events get connected. Hal way thru i started to speak about my heart attack and then therapy and then finding i was transgendered two spirit and all the transitions i had annd was going thru. the audience sat in rapt attention as i spoke. At the end there were a large number of questions that i answered the best i could. and after the show a lot of people wanted to talk to me. So 137 complete strangers have now met a transperson and know that i am just the same as them.
kristy joe willow October 25th, 2009 1:18 am MDTi i am thinking of heading to the south west states this week and hiding from creditors up here. i'd love to meet some of my sisters there.
NOVE 23, 2008, I WAS HOME ALONE THAT SUNDAY. I HAD BEEN PACKING THE LAST OF MY THINGS GETTING READY TO MOVE. YOU KNOW THOSE LITTLE BITS AND PIECES THAT HAD DEFINED A LIFE. I FELT KINDA FUZZY AND THOUGHT I WAS HAVING A PANIC ATTACK. I'D HAD THEM BEFORE. TOO MUCH STRESS. I WNET TO THE BACKYARD AND HAD A CIG, ONE OF THE WAYS I USED TO RELAX MY BREATHING AND GET CONTROL. I HAD THE SLIGHTEST PRESSURE IN MY CHEST AND THIS IS ALSO SYMPTOMATIC OF PANIC ATTACKS. WHEN I STARTED TO GET PAIN IN MY LEFT ARM I GOT CONCERNED. DUMPED THE SMOKE AND GOT MY CELL PHONE. BY NOW THE PAIN IN MY UPPER ARM WAS ABSOLUTELY INTENSE. I KNEW THIS WAS A HEART ATTACK. I PHONED 911 AND THEY KEPT ME ON THE PHONE UNTIL HELP HAD ARRIVED. I HAD MANAGED TO PUT MY JACKET ON AND OPEN THE FRONT DOOR. I WAS SITTING INSIDE BY THE TIME THEY ARRIVES. I HAD NO PULSE ON ONE SIDE OF MY UPPER BODY. ONE HAND HAD GONE ABSOLUTELY COLD. I WANTED TO LIE DOWN AND GO BUT THEY PULLED ME UPRIGHT AND KEPT YELLING AT ME TO FOCUS. I KNEW I WAS DYING AND WANTED TO GO. THEY PUSHED AN ASPIRIN IN MY MOUTH AND TOLD ME TO CHEW. I GOT A MASSIVE SHOT OF HEPARIN TO BREAK THE CLOT. INTRAVENUS LINE PUT IN AND GIVEN A SPRAY OF NITRO. OFF WE WENT IN THE AMBULANCE. WE ALMOST CRASHED GETTING THERE I COULD HEAR THEM TALKING TO THE HOSPITAL AND WHEN WE GOT THERE I WAS ATTACKED BY A TEAM OF HEART FOLKS. STRIPPED. SHAVED IN THE GROIN FOR THE CATH LAB AND GIVEN A SHOT OF MORPHINE FOR THE PAIN. I KNEW I WAS IN A DESPERATE SITUATION AND A CALM DESCENDED ON ME. I WAS READY TO GO. I WANTED TO GO. LIFE HAD BECOME TOO PAINFUL TO CONTINUE. I WAS PREPPED FOR THE CATH LAB WHERE I WAS WHISKED AWAY TO. THEY OUT ME ON THE METAL TABLE UNDER THE SCOPE THING WHERE THEY COULD FOLLOW THE DYE THEY PUT IN ME AND COULD SEE WHERE THEY HAD TO GO WITH THE ANGIOPLAST. I REMEMBER BEING VERY VERY COLD AND SHIVERING UNCONTROLLABLY. I REMEMBER BRIEFLY TALKING TO THE DOCTOR AND BEING VERY STONED ON THE MORPHINE. THEY TOLD ME WHAT THEY WERE GOING TO DO AND I JUST RESIGNED MYSELF THAT I WAS IN THERE HANDS AND WE'D SEE WHAT HAPPENED. I GUEES I WAS KNOCKED OUT AT SOME POINT. BUT I LATER FOUND OUT THAT THEY HAD HAD TO USE DIFFRIBULTORS TO GET ME BACK. I HAD DIED. I WOKE UP AND WAS IMMEDIATELY SURROUNDED BY NURSE AND STAFF. I DONT KNOW HOW MUCH TIME HAD PASSED.
THE STRANGE END RESULT OF ALL THIS IS THAT WHILE DONG THERAPY FOR EMOTIONALLY SURVIVING I FOUND MY TRUE SELF. SO WHILE HAVING DIED TWICE I WAS SOMEHOW REBORN TO BE JUST ME. A GENTLE CARING TRANSGENDERED TWO SPIRIT PERSON WHO LOVES HER NEW COMMUNITY OF FRIENDS AND WILL DO ANYTHING I CAN TO HELP. THE ONLY DRAW BACK TO NOW BEING IN MY ONW PLACE IS THAT AT TIMES I GET VERY LONELY. I NEED TO FIND ANOTHER TRANSWOMAN THAT CAN FILL THE VOID IN MY LIFE. BUT I WILL HAVE TO WAIT FOR THE FATES TO SHOW ME THE WAY.
CHEERS KRISTY.
JUST A SIDE NOTE. IF YOU HAVE ANY OF THE CONTRIBUTING FACTORS IN YOUR LIFE THAT CAN LEAD TO HEART ATTACK, FAMILY HISTORY, OVER WEIGHT, SMOKER, BAD DIET, ETC. THEN ADD HUGE AMOUNTS OF STRESS THEN ALL THE GOOD CHOLESTEROL IN YOUR BODY WILL TURN TO THE BAD KIND. YOU KNOW THE RESULTS OF THIS BY MY STORY. I HAD A DECENT DIET, WAS NOT OVER WEIGHT AND HAD NO FAMILY HISTORY. SMOKED FOR YEARS. STRESS IS THE REAL KILLER. PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES. IM STILL STRUGGLING A BIT ABOUT THIS.
the montreal trip was great except for the totla 14 hours driving.
the architecture of some of the houses is so different and interesting
visited the hotel deu whose history dates back to the 1600. they may very well have been the fore runnners in hospitalisation for the masses of poor and canada's health care system.
the after hours life is great. you have to visit cresent st. and st.catherines.
old montreal is quiat will cobble stones artisan shops etc.
When Emily knew from a very early age something was wrong with her. When she played with the other boys she didn’t like it. She didn’t like running around madly and freely as young boys do. She didn’t like playing with cars and soldiers. She was never any good at baseball or other sports boys were supposed to enjoy and excel in. It wasn’t just her feelings at all. She liked colors and clothes and fashion. As she started high school she thought perhaps she was gay but she never did like boys bodies. It made her very uncomfortable. She had very few friends because she just could not relate to them. She became spiritual in nature always trying to live peacefully and crying when she saw the news on TV about children being killed and raped during the wars that were going on all over the world. She didn’t understand why someone would bow down to a god that allowed the atrocities to go on. As she matured and went to college the information flow was so great that her mind opened to the world around her. It was during this time that she discovered the word transgendered. It was her. She began to experiment with clothes when she was in the house alone. It was during one of these times when she was standing in front of her mirror admiring the new bra and panties that she had brought and was seeing how they formed around her body that she seemed to see a shadow sitting on her bed. She became so scared she quickly took off her girl clothes and out them away. She was mortified and thought that what she had done was wrong and this had somehow brought a spirit into her room. She let time pass a bit before the desire to try her clothes on again. Once more as she was looking at herself in the mirror she saw the shadow again sitting on the end of her bed. She turned and looked at the spirit. It seemed friendly and Emily got the impression somehow that it was an elderly lady. She called her Mrs. Smith. Emily also saw that Mrs. Smith seemed to be shaking her head in an up and down motion as if to say yes. Emily was a little confused about this. As the days went by and she started to transition she saw more of Mrs. Smith. Emily had started buying all kinds of outfits to try. One was a pvc outfit that was body snug and left her butt out. She had on black thong panties and stiletto high heels. Emily watched in the mirror admiring her vampish look. Mrs.Smith was sitting on the bed shaking her head from side to side. Emily said, ‘Ok I was just trying it’. She changed into her PJ’s and was thinking about her upcoming HRT. Mrs.smith was sitting on the end of her bed shaking her head in a positive fashion. In time Emily thought of Mrs.Smith as a friend. Emily was now thinking of SRS. Every time she did Mrs.smith seemed to become agitated. Emily did not understand her friends objection and told her so. Emily wanted this surgery to finally be rid of her maleness and become the woman she wanted to be.
The surgery was finally planned and Emily went into it knowing how wonderful it was going to be. The surgeons began the operation but had to stop suddenly. Emily’s heart was going into failure. The Aniesetist knew it wasn’t her work. Emily had a congenital heart defect that nobody had diagnosed before. The surgeons tried in vain to resuscitate her but Emily’s heart was too weak. She passed away without becoming what she had always wanted.
So now when i am standing in front of my mirror admiring my new white leather jacket and jeans i always turn to look to see if Emily agrees.
finally got a cardiologist appointment only to be told the arteries into my legs are blocking and i have prabably screwed the stents in my heart by smoking again. i have no job. i have no coverage for that. i have no money to pay my oct rent. yeah things are gonna look up soon.
A small victory was achieved in my work place. i work for a major canadian engineering firm and was asked to visit HR on a seperate issue.
We ended up talking about my transition and they wanted to know what they could do to help with my transition and if there was anything they could do to help acommodate me. I told them I was okay with everything and was not embarrased by anything and I understood that some people were going to want to know more and some others would just keep their minds closed and I hasdno problem with this as it was knew to everyone and I could not expect them to intantly understand.
I am hoping that this may open the door for other trans folks to work there.
kinda scary to think i will be 59 this sunday. guess it would be nice to be way younger and going thru transition, they are going to have great lives as we move forward with our rights in ontario.
still being a 'granny' tranny just allow me to become more bold.
wish there was that special someone in my life, a hug would be nice now and then.
but the space and time i have now are allowing me to discover more about myself.
Adrien Rujas March 25th, 2008 2:35 pm MDTI can't make it to the meeting tonight... because it's raining. Not any sort of rain, either. It's cold and constant and blowing sideways. A few degrees colder and it would be a blizzard kind of rain.
No way am I getting dressed up so I can freeze solid. I think I'll just stay home and work on my annotated bibliography instead.
Be seeing you!
Adrien
Adrien Rujas March 20th, 2008 8:45 pm MDTHiya Journal!
I'm still figuring out the system here. I'll get it sooner or later, I'm sure. It's been a busy couple of months with University and work... Gotta get ready for exams.
I'm going to be at the Transgender Niagara Coffee & Conversation meeting this tuesday evening. We're going to be discussing hair care this month. It should be a fun time. Anyone who wants to meet should come on down!
I'm going to succeed, no matter what,
Adrien
Gillian Anne Dixon June 30th, 2007 1:54 pm MDTAfter almost a year of having this account Ive finally met the photo requirements. lol. Ive been dressing for 10 years now and looking for someone local to help me transition into being fulltime and then eventually to my final goal of being a pre op transexual :D So drop me a line dont be shy cant wait to hear from you all.
Terry McGinn June 20th, 2006 5:36 pm MDTNot much exciting going on today... yesterday was a little exciting, though. My boyfriend and I had a bit of a spat - I was supposed to go visit him but, on the weekend, my family begged me to stay around in order to help out on the farm and stuff... so I didn't end up going to see him (it's a many-hour drive).This didn't sit well with CJ. So, suffice to say the cold shoulder was tossed back and forth... it was not nice. I think we're good now, though... it's out of communication for a few days, which is the first time that we've been apart, as in chatting regularly, since we met. My co-dependance alarms are going off already. :)
almost a year
kristy joe willow February 12th, 2010 2:36 pm MSTwell i've been in transition for almost a year now. started or HRT, was prescribed cyproterone. i have had a lot of thoughts about orchiectomy and have talked to my doctor ans she will have all the referrals i need this coming thursday. there are a lot of reasons to do this. one is my age, almost 60 i dont want any kids. Sex life is non-existant. i am taking drugs to kill the testosterone thus the boys. as i see it now they have become useless, redundant. they just hang there and sweat. so taking all these things into consideration it just makes sense to me to have them removed. i would probably be more reluctant if i were younger. so im hopinh that before the end of march they are gone. cheers kristy.[Comment on this post]
my show
kristy joe willow November 19th, 2009 1:56 pm MSTThe show i did this monday nite was called Trampoline Hall (they have a website). The format of the show is they have three guest lecturers that guve a lecture on something they know about but are not experts at. After each person speaks then with the help of a moderator the floor is open to the audience, which numbered 137, to ask questions. I was the last to go on. so there i am on stage with lights and a microphone and the moderator just sitting to the side. I had chosen to speak about the word 'transition'. I started out by explaining that transition ment change but in a large capacity. I also spoke about the hands of fate and the opportunites they give us and how many events get connected. Hal way thru i started to speak about my heart attack and then therapy and then finding i was transgendered two spirit and all the transitions i had annd was going thru. the audience sat in rapt attention as i spoke. At the end there were a large number of questions that i answered the best i could. and after the show a lot of people wanted to talk to me. So 137 complete strangers have now met a transperson and know that i am just the same as them.
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Untitled Post
kristy joe willow October 25th, 2009 1:18 am MDTi[Comment on this post]
ISNT LIFE STANGE
kristy joe willow October 8th, 2009 7:57 pm MDTWELL WISH I KNEW HOW TO CHANGE THE FONT HERE.
ISNT LIFE STRANGE. VERY TRUE WORDS.
NOVE 23, 2008, I WAS HOME ALONE THAT SUNDAY. I HAD BEEN PACKING THE LAST OF MY THINGS GETTING READY TO MOVE. YOU KNOW THOSE LITTLE BITS AND PIECES THAT HAD DEFINED A LIFE. I FELT KINDA FUZZY AND THOUGHT I WAS HAVING A PANIC ATTACK. I'D HAD THEM BEFORE. TOO MUCH STRESS. I WNET TO THE BACKYARD AND HAD A CIG, ONE OF THE WAYS I USED TO RELAX MY BREATHING AND GET CONTROL. I HAD THE SLIGHTEST PRESSURE IN MY CHEST AND THIS IS ALSO SYMPTOMATIC OF PANIC ATTACKS. WHEN I STARTED TO GET PAIN IN MY LEFT ARM I GOT CONCERNED. DUMPED THE SMOKE AND GOT MY CELL PHONE. BY NOW THE PAIN IN MY UPPER ARM WAS ABSOLUTELY INTENSE. I KNEW THIS WAS A HEART ATTACK. I PHONED 911 AND THEY KEPT ME ON THE PHONE UNTIL HELP HAD ARRIVED. I HAD MANAGED TO PUT MY JACKET ON AND OPEN THE FRONT DOOR. I WAS SITTING INSIDE BY THE TIME THEY ARRIVES. I HAD NO PULSE ON ONE SIDE OF MY UPPER BODY. ONE HAND HAD GONE ABSOLUTELY COLD. I WANTED TO LIE DOWN AND GO BUT THEY PULLED ME UPRIGHT AND KEPT YELLING AT ME TO FOCUS. I KNEW I WAS DYING AND WANTED TO GO. THEY PUSHED AN ASPIRIN IN MY MOUTH AND TOLD ME TO CHEW. I GOT A MASSIVE SHOT OF HEPARIN TO BREAK THE CLOT. INTRAVENUS LINE PUT IN AND GIVEN A SPRAY OF NITRO. OFF WE WENT IN THE AMBULANCE. WE ALMOST CRASHED GETTING THERE I COULD HEAR THEM TALKING TO THE HOSPITAL AND WHEN WE GOT THERE I WAS ATTACKED BY A TEAM OF HEART FOLKS. STRIPPED. SHAVED IN THE GROIN FOR THE CATH LAB AND GIVEN A SHOT OF MORPHINE FOR THE PAIN. I KNEW I WAS IN A DESPERATE SITUATION AND A CALM DESCENDED ON ME. I WAS READY TO GO. I WANTED TO GO. LIFE HAD BECOME TOO PAINFUL TO CONTINUE. I WAS PREPPED FOR THE CATH LAB WHERE I WAS WHISKED AWAY TO. THEY OUT ME ON THE METAL TABLE UNDER THE SCOPE THING WHERE THEY COULD FOLLOW THE DYE THEY PUT IN ME AND COULD SEE WHERE THEY HAD TO GO WITH THE ANGIOPLAST. I REMEMBER BEING VERY VERY COLD AND SHIVERING UNCONTROLLABLY. I REMEMBER BRIEFLY TALKING TO THE DOCTOR AND BEING VERY STONED ON THE MORPHINE. THEY TOLD ME WHAT THEY WERE GOING TO DO AND I JUST RESIGNED MYSELF THAT I WAS IN THERE HANDS AND WE'D SEE WHAT HAPPENED. I GUEES I WAS KNOCKED OUT AT SOME POINT. BUT I LATER FOUND OUT THAT THEY HAD HAD TO USE DIFFRIBULTORS TO GET ME BACK. I HAD DIED. I WOKE UP AND WAS IMMEDIATELY SURROUNDED BY NURSE AND STAFF. I DONT KNOW HOW MUCH TIME HAD PASSED.
THE STRANGE END RESULT OF ALL THIS IS THAT WHILE DONG THERAPY FOR EMOTIONALLY SURVIVING I FOUND MY TRUE SELF. SO WHILE HAVING DIED TWICE I WAS SOMEHOW REBORN TO BE JUST ME. A GENTLE CARING TRANSGENDERED TWO SPIRIT PERSON WHO LOVES HER NEW COMMUNITY OF FRIENDS AND WILL DO ANYTHING I CAN TO HELP. THE ONLY DRAW BACK TO NOW BEING IN MY ONW PLACE IS THAT AT TIMES I GET VERY LONELY. I NEED TO FIND ANOTHER TRANSWOMAN THAT CAN FILL THE VOID IN MY LIFE. BUT I WILL HAVE TO WAIT FOR THE FATES TO SHOW ME THE WAY.
CHEERS KRISTY.
JUST A SIDE NOTE. IF YOU HAVE ANY OF THE CONTRIBUTING FACTORS IN YOUR LIFE THAT CAN LEAD TO HEART ATTACK, FAMILY HISTORY, OVER WEIGHT, SMOKER, BAD DIET, ETC. THEN ADD HUGE AMOUNTS OF STRESS THEN ALL THE GOOD CHOLESTEROL IN YOUR BODY WILL TURN TO THE BAD KIND. YOU KNOW THE RESULTS OF THIS BY MY STORY. I HAD A DECENT DIET, WAS NOT OVER WEIGHT AND HAD NO FAMILY HISTORY. SMOKED FOR YEARS. STRESS IS THE REAL KILLER. PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES. IM STILL STRUGGLING A BIT ABOUT THIS.
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montreal
kristy joe willow September 28th, 2009 9:30 pm MDTthe montreal trip was great except for the totla 14 hours driving.
the architecture of some of the houses is so different and interesting
visited the hotel deu whose history dates back to the 1600. they may very well have been the fore runnners in hospitalisation for the masses of poor and canada's health care system.
the after hours life is great. you have to visit cresent st. and st.catherines.
old montreal is quiat will cobble stones artisan shops etc.
food in montreal is fabulous.
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A short story i wrote
kristy joe willow September 21st, 2009 7:14 am MDTThis is Emily’s story.
When Emily knew from a very early age something was wrong with her. When she played with the other boys she didn’t like it. She didn’t like running around madly and freely as young boys do. She didn’t like playing with cars and soldiers. She was never any good at baseball or other sports boys were supposed to enjoy and excel in. It wasn’t just her feelings at all. She liked colors and clothes and fashion. As she started high school she thought perhaps she was gay but she never did like boys bodies. It made her very uncomfortable. She had very few friends because she just could not relate to them. She became spiritual in nature always trying to live peacefully and crying when she saw the news on TV about children being killed and raped during the wars that were going on all over the world. She didn’t understand why someone would bow down to a god that allowed the atrocities to go on. As she matured and went to college the information flow was so great that her mind opened to the world around her. It was during this time that she discovered the word transgendered. It was her. She began to experiment with clothes when she was in the house alone. It was during one of these times when she was standing in front of her mirror admiring the new bra and panties that she had brought and was seeing how they formed around her body that she seemed to see a shadow sitting on her bed. She became so scared she quickly took off her girl clothes and out them away. She was mortified and thought that what she had done was wrong and this had somehow brought a spirit into her room. She let time pass a bit before the desire to try her clothes on again. Once more as she was looking at herself in the mirror she saw the shadow again sitting on the end of her bed. She turned and looked at the spirit. It seemed friendly and Emily got the impression somehow that it was an elderly lady. She called her Mrs. Smith. Emily also saw that Mrs. Smith seemed to be shaking her head in an up and down motion as if to say yes. Emily was a little confused about this. As the days went by and she started to transition she saw more of Mrs. Smith. Emily had started buying all kinds of outfits to try. One was a pvc outfit that was body snug and left her butt out. She had on black thong panties and stiletto high heels. Emily watched in the mirror admiring her vampish look. Mrs.Smith was sitting on the bed shaking her head from side to side. Emily said, ‘Ok I was just trying it’. She changed into her PJ’s and was thinking about her upcoming HRT. Mrs.smith was sitting on the end of her bed shaking her head in a positive fashion. In time Emily thought of Mrs.Smith as a friend. Emily was now thinking of SRS. Every time she did Mrs.smith seemed to become agitated. Emily did not understand her friends objection and told her so. Emily wanted this surgery to finally be rid of her maleness and become the woman she wanted to be.
The surgery was finally planned and Emily went into it knowing how wonderful it was going to be. The surgeons began the operation but had to stop suddenly. Emily’s heart was going into failure. The Aniesetist knew it wasn’t her work. Emily had a congenital heart defect that nobody had diagnosed before. The surgeons tried in vain to resuscitate her but Emily’s heart was too weak. She passed away without becoming what she had always wanted.
So now when i am standing in front of my mirror admiring my new white leather jacket and jeans i always turn to look to see if Emily agrees.
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worried
kristy joe willow September 20th, 2009 9:18 pm MDTi can feel myself slipping into a depressive mode.
the temp layoff is really nasty.
It feels like i am being boxed in.
I walked by the lake today and considered a marathon swim.
i hate this crap. they want to steal my life from me.
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todays medicine
kristy joe willow September 17th, 2009 1:20 pm MDTfinally got a cardiologist appointment only to be told the arteries into my legs are blocking and i have prabably screwed the stents in my heart by smoking again. i have no job. i have no coverage for that. i have no money to pay my oct rent. yeah things are gonna look up soon.
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the economic fall out
kristy joe willow September 16th, 2009 1:50 pm MDTalong with a group of others today i got temp layoff.
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acceptance at work
kristy joe willow September 15th, 2009 8:59 pm MDTA small victory was achieved in my work place. i work for a major canadian engineering firm and was asked to visit HR on a seperate issue.
We ended up talking about my transition and they wanted to know what they could do to help with my transition and if there was anything they could do to help acommodate me. I told them I was okay with everything and was not embarrased by anything and I understood that some people were going to want to know more and some others would just keep their minds closed and I hasdno problem with this as it was knew to everyone and I could not expect them to intantly understand.
I am hoping that this may open the door for other trans folks to work there.
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becoming me
kristy joe willow September 11th, 2009 5:09 am MDTkinda scary to think i will be 59 this sunday. guess it would be nice to be way younger and going thru transition, they are going to have great lives as we move forward with our rights in ontario.
still being a 'granny' tranny just allow me to become more bold.
wish there was that special someone in my life, a hug would be nice now and then.
but the space and time i have now are allowing me to discover more about myself.
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Curse this weather!
Adrien Rujas March 25th, 2008 2:35 pm MDTI can't make it to the meeting tonight... because it's raining. Not any sort of rain, either. It's cold and constant and blowing sideways. A few degrees colder and it would be a blizzard kind of rain. No way am I getting dressed up so I can freeze solid. I think I'll just stay home and work on my annotated bibliography instead. Be seeing you! Adrien[Comment on this post]
First Entry!
Adrien Rujas March 20th, 2008 8:45 pm MDTHiya Journal! I'm still figuring out the system here. I'll get it sooner or later, I'm sure. It's been a busy couple of months with University and work... Gotta get ready for exams. I'm going to be at the Transgender Niagara Coffee & Conversation meeting this tuesday evening. We're going to be discussing hair care this month. It should be a fun time. Anyone who wants to meet should come on down! I'm going to succeed, no matter what, Adrien[Comment on this post]
Finally Ive been approved!
Gillian Anne Dixon June 30th, 2007 1:54 pm MDTAfter almost a year of having this account Ive finally met the photo requirements. lol. Ive been dressing for 10 years now and looking for someone local to help me transition into being fulltime and then eventually to my final goal of being a pre op transexual :D So drop me a line dont be shy cant wait to hear from you all.[1 comment]
Make Authorized Use of Force, Not War
Terry McGinn July 10th, 2006 11:39 pm MDTSee Full Post Here: http://www.dreamindigital.cc/blog/?p=593[Comment on this post]
Life... and stuff.
Terry McGinn June 20th, 2006 5:36 pm MDTNot much exciting going on today... yesterday was a little exciting, though. My boyfriend and I had a bit of a spat - I was supposed to go visit him but, on the weekend, my family begged me to stay around in order to help out on the farm and stuff... so I didn't end up going to see him (it's a many-hour drive).This didn't sit well with CJ. So, suffice to say the cold shoulder was tossed back and forth... it was not nice. I think we're good now, though... it's out of communication for a few days, which is the first time that we've been apart, as in chatting regularly, since we met. My co-dependance alarms are going off already. :)[Comment on this post]