Personal Stuff for Me!!

What a great idea, personal history. So T-girl #2.. sounds like the dating game (lol)..

I'm 27 and I have been living FT as a woman for 7 years.. more like 6 if you don't count that aweful first year. I was lucky, I figured my stuff out pretty darn early. I also remember dreading the mirror in the bathroom, shaving my beard the first time and being really depressed, being that scrawney little gay boy in gym class.

I went to college and because of my depression was assigned a councilor. We talked for a minute and she recommended that I attend the gay student group since I was "questioning my sexuality (HA!)". Lived mistakenly as a gay boy for a couple years and met a really great guy. He saw the girl I was trying to hide and gave me space to explore.

This is where I can honestly say I was blessed. He was 10 years older than I and had a really good job. Because of his job, I was able to work 2 jobs and put myself through school AND pay for transition. Since I didn't have to worry about bills, rent, food..you know living.

When I started to live authentically I lost my friends and my parents. I haven't spoken to ma and pa for 5 years. As far as they care I'm dead. I still have a REALLY good relationship with my older brothers and their wives. But I don't exist for the rest of the family. The last think my dad said to me was "Son, you WILL be one fucked-up looking woman".

Three years ago I finally saved enough to get some surgery done on my face. I had jaw contouring, trachea shave, eyes widened, and forehead contouring. I also had a chin implant. So long $50,000. I'm STILL paying the shit off and will be for ever. The results were amazing. We agreed that no personal photos would be posted (because guys get creepy over T-girls on the Internet), so no before/after pics here. It was honestly the best money I ever spent, even if I'm now wishing I had some of that back.

So, new face and budding boobs I was confidant. Graduated with my degree and my "husband" and I moved. We had a pretty open relationship because he traveled on his job and was a really horney guy - we had rules, and it was good mostly. Untill...

Last year he came home and wanted to talk. He had gotten a co-worker pregnant. That was totally against the rules (no sleping with people we both know, and always use a condom). Not only did he get her pregnant, he wanted to be a dad. That put me after 7 years to be either a mistress or single.

I moved in with my brother and haven't spoken to the ex in almost a year. I'm finding the dating scene to be pretty pathetic an I'm sure I'll comment on it. Let's just say 10 dates in the last year 3 actually had the balls to meet me, one assumed I was an escort, and two were allright but just didn't click.