So Far: A Personal Transition Tale

     February 8, 2025 will be the nine month anniversary since I began this journey.  Up to this point, I've held true to the name of this blog:  "Unwaivering".  That's not to say I haven't had my moments of uncertainty.  To be honest, there have been times when I've wondered about my sanity.  There have been days leading into weeks of wondering if I face rejection from my friends and family and nights when anxiety had such a grip on me that I awakened in the middle of the night, screaming in absolute terror.  Still, I've held the course.

    I have yet to talk to my four adult children about this.  I don't think there will be any talk about it, though.  Only one of them lives in the area; the others are scattered about.  Half of them don't want anything to do with each other, so getting them all together wouldn't be possible, anyway.  I wasn't wanting to have four different discussions with them about this, so what it's coming down to is that I'm going to message each of them individually and tell them what I'm doing, and why, and let them know that's it.  No discussion, no answers if they have further questions.

    When I started this journey, I tried to initiate a conversation with my oldest child about it.  I was leading the conversation in the direction I wanted, and it was going well.  But then I brought up the topic of transgenders.  The look on his face was sudden and abject disgust, and with a venom to his words that I've rarely ever heard from him, he said, "They're all mentally ill."  Although I remained as stoic as possible, the pain was as if he'd hit me in the solar plexus.  I was done talking.  My wife later told him that I'm transitioning, thinking it would make things a little easier on me.  It hasn't, but I do appreciate the effort made on my behalf.  He told her that he wouldn't say anything to me about it until I said something to him first, and he hasn't treated me any differently.  But, I really don't even want to have this talk with him, now.  I mean, I already know how he feels about trans people.  I doubt that it would be a good discussion.

    That conversation, nearly nine months ago, is the biggest reason why I've said nothing to any of them, yet.  I've been fearless in telling my friends, and a few acquaintances, but I balk at saying anything to my kids.  As for my siblings...?  They'll probably all think I'm mentally ill, and one of them will probably think that I've fallen from God's grace and that I'm going to Hell.  But, honestly, I care less about what they think than what my neighbors think.  I have to live with my neighbors; it's important that we at least get along.

    Other than all of that... let's see...  My male pattern hair growth has slowed down significantly, as has my male pattern hair loss.  My hair has grown a lot!  If it wasn't for the curls, it would be down passed my shoulders.  Ironically, when I was young, I hated my curls.  Everyone kept saying how pretty they'd be on a girl.  I hated that because I was in such denial of my femininity and trying to distance myself from it, the curls just seemed to keep me in touch with it, instead.

    Having grown up as a sex addict, I was always into tits and ass.  My wife assures me I am gaining an ample amount of the latter.  I can't see it, myself, so I'll just have to take her word for it.  As for the former, however...  I've seen lots of breasts in my life, and I honestly have never seen a prettier pair of breasts than the pair that's growing on me.  I'm so excited to see what they look like when they're fully developed.

    Every now and then, I think about all the laws being passed to limit the rights and freedom of the trans community by a political faction that I used to think was all about individual freedom and liberty, and I think, "I should stop this before it goes so far that I'm ostracized from all of society.  And then I think, "Fuck them!  They demand to have the freedom to live their lives as they see fit, and so do I.  Not just for myself, but for every damned one of my trans siblings."

    Well, that's it to this point.  I'm excited to see where it goes from here.  As for my political views:  I've known for several years that I'm a Right-leaning Libertarian, and I'm embracing that more and more from all of this.  I love my country's independence and sovereignty.  That's the Right-leaning part.  I also love that our Constitution not only allows the States authority over the Federal government, but it also allows for the individuals to have authority over the states and to have personal sovereignty.  That's the Libertarian in me.  My authority and personal sovereignty means, I already have the right to follow my heart and transition, therefore, the anti-trans laws are a violation of my rights.  That's the main purpose of this blog:  To advocate for the rights of trans people in the United States to transition and live their lives authentically.  Please, consider passing these posts on to give others the opportunity to read them.  Hopefully, it will help others realize the harm that anti-trans laws do to the cause of freedom.