Unwaivering

     Recently, I did something really big, for me. It was YUGE, as a certain asshole would say. I decided that since my breasts are getting big enough to be recognized for what they are, it wouldn't make any sense to act like they aren't there. I needed to get some yard work done and, as I was getting dressed to go outside and tackle the task, I told my wife that I wish I had something feminine to wear suitable for the task at hand. I started going through my drawers. Suddenly, there it was; a top I'd forgotten I had... a woman's pink, sleeveless polo. I exclaimed my joy... probably a bit more girlishly than I had intended. I immediately put it on over my salmon bra. I put my hair back, grabbed the key and a battery for the electric lawn mower and boldly stepped out the front door. After getting the lawn mower out of the garage and inserting both the battery and the key, I took my phone out of my pocket and took a couple of selfies. I just felt that the moment had to be...

    Some of the people I've come out as trans to have either asked me why or made statements like, "I don't understand why anyone wants to do that, but..."  People... people... people...  This isn't a choice!  It isn't as if a trans person wakes up one morning and thinks to themselves, "Starting today, I'm going to be trans."  I mean, do you wake up and say, "I'm going to be right handed today," or, "I'm going to have brown hair"?  Of course not!  That's just the way you are.  It's the same for being transgender.  There are roughly 3 million transgender individuals in the U.S.  Each and every one of us faces the stigma of a country's societal ignorance of the fact that multiple studies show that transgenderism is a rare, but natural occurrence; not a mental illness.  Cisgender people may not like us, and we aren't asking for you to like us, but we do want you to know that you need to accept us because w...

  This is probably going to be a long post, so most of you will likely not read the whole thing. Most people lack intellectual fortitude, which is what it takes to read long posts all the way through. I don't mean to be insulting (when I am, you'll definitely know), but I like to call 'em the way I see 'em. It especially takes intellectual fortitude to read a long post past the point at which it pisses you off, and I'll just bet I'm going to piss some of you off. I woke up this morning at 1:11. After traipsing through the house to use the restroom, I went back to bed and tried for nearly two hours to get back to sleep. I finally had to admit defeat and get my tired (but not sleepy) ass out of bed. The reason I couldn't get back to sleep (no matter how hard I tried) is the usual. My brain started fussing over things that interest me. No matter what, once my brain gets going, I can't make it stop and go back into rest mode. It sucks, bec...

     In the intricate tapestry of human experience, gender is one of the most nuanced threads—woven not solely by biology but by identity, self-perception, and societal expectations. The idea that a transgender individual may embody the gender commonly associated with the opposite sex from birth, yet navigate life unnoticed, opens a profound dialogue about the invisible depth of gender identity and its intersection with lived realities.      For many transgender individuals, the journey toward self-recognition and outward expression can be a winding path, shaped by personal circumstances and societal factors. Consider, for example, the child who feels a profound alignment with behaviors and characteristics traditionally associated with another gender, but whose environment masks these subtle truths with expectations or norms. They might excel in blending in, developing skills to adapt to societal expectations while keeping their true selves safely nestled ...

      When I was about to delete the Facebook account that I had posted the main body of my previous entry here on, it dawned on me that very few people had actually seen it.  There were several people that I had hoped would see it; most were family members, but some were people that I knew casually from around town.  One of those townspeople was a woman I have known for somewhere around thirty years.  I was pleased to see that her response to the post, when directed to it, was positive, as she had clicked the heart.  She wasn't connected to my second account, so I hurried over to it and sent her a friend request.  In a chat, I thanked her for her positive response, and told her that it's nice to know not everyone in our small town would hate me.  She replied that there was no need to thank her and that there was no reason why she would hate me simply for being me.  I told her that kind of attitude is why she has always been one of my fa...

I posted this on one of my Facebook accounts this morning.  I just felt like some people had to be told.   Okay... there's only one way this can go, and here it is: My love for the Constitution being what it is, the political climate in this country being just as stoked as when Obama was in office, together with my "friends" and family being all weak in the knees for our current president is just too much. I wasn't a fan of Trump's in 2015, and I didn't vote for him in 2016. I held my nose and voted for him, rather than voting my conscience in 2020, and didn't that blow up in all our faces? From 2008 until just months ago, I was very politically driven. I damaged my marriage over politics! My marriage is now on the mend, and I have a greater peace of mind. I'M NOT... FUCKING... GOING BACK! But... I see so much political bullshit on my feed that it's drawing me back in, and I refuse to debate people who won't consider anything beyond thei...