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Remember the song from the old telly show "Great American Hero?": Look what's happened to me/I can't believe it myself/Suddenly I'm upon top of the world/Should have been somebody else
After years of struggle, disappointment and heartbreak, I have finally achieved one of my life's goals - The college called me yesterday and said they want to offer me the full-time tenure track position as assistant professor of history, just as soon as my official transcripts arrive.
I was on the docks waiting for my 4:30 tour to leave when I got the call from the Dean. I briefly broke into tears, but quickly composed myself. I'll be starting in less than two weeks! When I got back to my apartment last night I just sat there and cried.
I did it. I finally did it.
Lilienne, you told me that this would be my year, the year I would blossom. With this, and my two books, you were right. Thank you. You've been my cheerleader for a long time now.
This is coming at a very interesting time. Next Tuesday is my appointment with the endo. Hopefully I'll be on hormones soon.
This month is also the one year anniversary of when my nightmare began, of when I was kicked out, forced to quit Trannyweb (although I refused to stay away), struggled for a few months to find work, and faced months of verbal abuse from family and friends alike. No matter how despondent I got, I never quit. Because I'm not a quitter. Me and the "ex" have been making the plans for getting the divorce over with as quickly as possible. While I do have to deal with that, I'm too busy thinking of where I'm heading from here.
Now that this is all over I can truly move on with my life. As for being en femme, I put on my lipstick in the morning - as I always do - and this guy in the apartment building elevator apparently found it quite interesting. Who cares?
Thank you all for standing by me these past 12 months. I don't know what I would have done without you. I love you all.
