Stories of Transitioning Journeys

WOW after having a real bad day yesterday, I open my text message to see the Black Trans Advocacy Awards Official Nominee 2017. The award will be give at the Black Trans Advocacy Conference on Friday April 28, 2017 in Dallas, TX. Not sure yet which category award I was nominated for yet. Wish me luck !!! Congratulations on your award nomination. You have been nominated to receive a Black Trans Advocacy Award in recognition of your contribution to advancing black transgender equality! Final award selections will be announced at the 6th Annual Black Trans Advocacy Awards Gala, held in Dallas, Texas Friday, April 28, 2017 7PM at the Dallas/Addison Marriott Quorum by the Galleria Hotel, Vista Ballroom.

I recall as early as 13 years of age when I started dressing in clothes designed for women. I wasn't sure why or when I decided to do that, but I felt right within myself to wear women's clothing and I was more comfortable with myself when I did. For years I purchased women's clothes, shoes, and wigs to dress in. I kept the clothes for a year or so and then packed them up to throw them away, only to return to dressing as a woman a few months later. I felt awesome and at peace when I dressed in women's clothes.

I never talked about my feelings to anyone, not even my parents. Later my parents felt something may be wrong and sent me to see a psychiatrist who later said I had a chemical imbalance and put me on Lithium. After months of using this drug, I realized this was crap. I was able to get off that drug by faking everything was OK. But deep down inside I knew everything wasn't OK. I was afraid to talk to my parents about what was going on with my dressing because I didn't understand it myself and couldn't find the words to explain it. I was confused when I was a young boy and my confusion continued as I grew into a young man.

In my 20's I got married and my wife was OK with my dressing, but 6 months later she realized that it wasn't OK and divorced me. That was my first marriage. My second marriage lasted 18 years, and during that time I suppressed Karen and hid her from my wife and her kids. Between marriages I thought I would remove Karen from my life for good by throwing away her clothes yet again, but this time it was over a cliff. About 5 months later, Karen was back in my life. I couldn't shake Karen loose, it was a consistent battle and she would return with force each time I tried to remove her from my life. So I embraced the fact that I was a crossdresser, but my soul was still in turmoil. But at the age of 53 I made the decision to do what I needed to do to live for me. So on 10/1/2010 I transition Full Time to live as a woman. On 4/8/2016 I had my SRS.

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