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Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one’s definition of your life; define yourself. – Harvey Fierstein I think for most of us the most difficult part during the early phases of Transition is simply telling someone what we are going through. The first person I revealed…

Change occurs “gradually, then suddenly.” – Ernest Hemingway So it’s been three months since I started HRT, and much has happened during this time. As much as I wish things would move at a more speedy pace, I am truly amazed at how quickly things have changed. That might sound like a bit of an oxymoron,…

I got home late this evening. It’s a rainy day in Vegas, and things seem to slow down here on days like this. Overall the day was pretty average, went to work, ran some errands, just another day. After dinner I proceeded into my bathroom, still wearing my work clothes, slightly damp disheveled hair, and…

It’s been a day. Sunny in the morning, cloudy in the evening. From dancing in my underwear, to sobbing silently in the back seat of my parents car. It’s been a rollercoaster. Let me explain… I woke up this morning to another sunny day in southern Nevada, perhaps a bit earlier than I would have…

Dysphoria is something everyone experiences differently. For me it was something I could neatly lock in a box with Emma, for months, sometimes years at a time, and not think about. But it would never really go away. It was something which would come and go in waves, each wave being taller, and harder to…

Here I am, two months older and seriously overdue for an update. So without further ado lets dive right in. I had my follow up appointment on October 6th. Aside from a vitamin D deficiency (go figure), my blood results looked pretty good. My doctor also noted that my testosterone levels weren’t good for a…

Yesterday was a pretty big day for me. I had my first consultation for hormone replacement therapy (HRT). This marks the first step towards medical transition. Something I have been dreaming of for most of my life, though in my dreams it was more of a magical over night transformation. In any case, I think…

It’s a strange thing to not immediately recognize myself in the mirror. It’s weirder still to give myself a double take as I slowly realize… oh wait, that’s me! It’s an odd sensation being among those whom are supposedly like me, my peers, my friends, my brothers. They talk like me, they look like me,…