A new direction

From here on out, I am changing the direction of my blog.

No sissy anymore. No playacting.

I was diagnosed transsexual in June of 1999, after a near-suicide. My life was turned upside-down and set straight at the same time. I was given two choices at that time. One, I could begin hormone treatments, and start my transition into womanhood. Two: I could stay as I was, try to deny what I was and likely have to deal with further psychological problems later on.

I thought it through and decided NOT to transition at that time. The door to transition would always be open should I change my mind at a later date. But if I chose door number one, the door would close on manhood. Forever.

Since then, I have gotten my head screwed on rightly. I no longer want to die. Events in my life since then support this.

But recently, I have gotten news that the door may have closed due to medical complications. Now what?

That's where I'm starting. And where I'm going from here.