It’s not like when I was a lad, or even when I was a teenager, Then there would be a killing frost back in late September and brilliant colors on the Maples in the neighborhood where I lived in Westchester county, I had some beautiful pictures back then of the trees against brilliant blue skies.
Doubtlessly New England at that time, unvisited by your’s truly, had still more spectacular vistas, but those I had in my view were more than good.
There was none of the modern day dull orange leaves on the trees and going out on Halloween really required a winter coat. Perhaps it was just mom being protective. It seemed like a safer time but the same sick stories about razor blades in apples prevented people from giving away healthy treats,
This year I intended to just leave my door closed. I’m sure there’ll be enough junk food for the kids to eat until they get ill… that if nothing else hasn’t changed in the past fifty years.
I went to a party held by the Transgender Club of New England a couple of weeks ago. I had a nice time. I was able to recite one of my poems, which is always a treat for me. There was a good turnout. Unfortunately I don’t trust my driving at night these days, but I still stayed as late as I was able.
TGNE used to stand for the Tiffiny Club, but now there are many more trans women as well as some trans men who belong. I suppose it has become easier to transition these days and people receive better treatment then they used to.
As for me, I’m now (goodness) coming up on eight years full time and being a guy is really starting to fade a bit. I don’t think it will ever be gone and I don’t want it to be, that was me as well.
For those just setting out be well aware that this is definitly a choice that requires taking the good with the bad, the bitter with the sweet, and the losses with the gains. Anyone who tells you it’s easy is just fooling you or themselves (or both). I don’t suggest that this is purposeful, it is sometimes less painfull to not acknowledge the pain at the moment it decends upon you,
And I do give up and freely say that this is a hard and painful road, only worth it because the alternatives are so much worse.
My Gifted Life 