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  • 17 Nov 2008
    Evening at the grocery. I was on my way home. I'd stopped for a few items as I often do. The Gala apples looked good but I was tending toward the Macintosh. In the middle of my consideration, I heard heels clicking resolutely toward me on the tiles behind. A tall well-dressed blonde passed me, glancing as if inconvenienced at me as she headed toward the deli section. I chose the Macintosh.Pushing my card through the vegetable bins, I adjusted my red ski jacket for comfort. Its one of those puffy sort of jackets, it's principal merit being warmth but it does have a tucked in waist. At work I wear a short (just above the knee) blue denim skirt and white sneakers with scrunchy socks. I think I look it makes me look athletic. The heels clicked toward me again. She passed -- again -- but this time three or so steps beyond she stopped and turned muttering about the challenges of finding some item or other. I had a better look at her. She was about my age and even about my size. She was very well made up and looked very professional in a black knit dress. I pushed my cart past her toward the bakery section.It happens -- and not so infrequently -- that your route through the grocery is the same as others and you see them throughout your visit. This seemed to be the case with this woman for there she was in the bakery, an aisle or two over inspecting a loaf of bread (which, being North America can be taken as odd because all bread comes pre-sliced and packaged in plastic, the texture of the which being the only means of judging the quality of the bread within). I went for the 12-grain whole wheat bread because it has lots of flax and I'm hoping to lose some weight. I was reading the nutritional facts when I realized that I was not alone. I looked up."Are you T G?" she asked leaning slightly forward as if presenting a password challenge to a co-conspirator. I took as a compliment that there was a bit of hesitation in her voice. Clearly, with her so close I realized that she was."Yes." I don't know why but I had an overwhelming urge to turn up my collar, to take the safety off my Barretta, to check around to see if we were still incognito and whisper."Well put your shoulders back, you walk like a guy! I clocked you the moment that I saw you."  Well, that hurt. She turned and walked away.Nobody but trans-people use the expression ' clock '. Personally, I find it really tacky, an affectation of our ' community '. I have realized that being 'clocked' is not something that others do but something that we do to ourselves. If you're not looking for a response in the eyes of others, you won't find it. But, I couldn't leave the encounter at that. I gave chase."Excuse me." I offered, negotiating the bins of cheese in dairy. She stopped. I wondered if she was in some way embarassed by me. Hey, I'm on my way home from work as a clerk. I didn't know that I had to dress to go shopping."My name is Ann." I offered my hand. "Joanne."I really don't recall the substance of the conversation -- why I don't know. There aren't a lot of professional girls to get to know and I hoped that we might. I said so. The conversation was short and ended with my offer to get together for coffee. I began to search my purse for a pen. She pushed a card into my hand, "You call me." I considered the card for moment. There was a name from high school. Surely very few people have that last name. If not them, could Joanne be related to a high school friend of my brother? Can't be.William's Coffee Shop is a great place to meet. Nice ambiance; good coffee. I waited on Joanne. I was early; She arrived a few minutes late. We talked. We talked about the issues of being trans, about the slights and injuries of our life, the people we knew and lost and new friends that we made. We talked for about an hour and as conversations tend to do, it became slowly more personal, more intimate."Did you grow up in London," I asked. My home town."Yes.""Where did you go to high school?" I pursued. My High School."Westminster." Could this be?"May I ask what your previous name was?""W___ ." she said. "You had a old Chevy Biscayne." Her eyes widened."And you have a brother, G_____." she responded with growing recognition. "I do." confirming what we both now knew. We had spend high school together eating lunches with my brother and other friends. It was then that I truly knew that my gender dysphoria was caused by going to high school.
    2407 Posted by Ann Teve
  • Evening at the grocery. I was on my way home. I'd stopped for a few items as I often do. The Gala apples looked good but I was tending toward the Macintosh. In the middle of my consideration, I heard heels clicking resolutely toward me on the tiles behind. A tall well-dressed blonde passed me, glancing as if inconvenienced at me as she headed toward the deli section. I chose the Macintosh.Pushing my card through the vegetable bins, I adjusted my red ski jacket for comfort. Its one of those puffy sort of jackets, it's principal merit being warmth but it does have a tucked in waist. At work I wear a short (just above the knee) blue denim skirt and white sneakers with scrunchy socks. I think I look it makes me look athletic. The heels clicked toward me again. She passed -- again -- but this time three or so steps beyond she stopped and turned muttering about the challenges of finding some item or other. I had a better look at her. She was about my age and even about my size. She was very well made up and looked very professional in a black knit dress. I pushed my cart past her toward the bakery section.It happens -- and not so infrequently -- that your route through the grocery is the same as others and you see them throughout your visit. This seemed to be the case with this woman for there she was in the bakery, an aisle or two over inspecting a loaf of bread (which, being North America can be taken as odd because all bread comes pre-sliced and packaged in plastic, the texture of the which being the only means of judging the quality of the bread within). I went for the 12-grain whole wheat bread because it has lots of flax and I'm hoping to lose some weight. I was reading the nutritional facts when I realized that I was not alone. I looked up."Are you T G?" she asked leaning slightly forward as if presenting a password challenge to a co-conspirator. I took as a compliment that there was a bit of hesitation in her voice. Clearly, with her so close I realized that she was."Yes." I don't know why but I had an overwhelming urge to turn up my collar, to take the safety off my Barretta, to check around to see if we were still incognito and whisper."Well put your shoulders back, you walk like a guy! I clocked you the moment that I saw you."  Well, that hurt. She turned and walked away.Nobody but trans-people use the expression ' clock '. Personally, I find it really tacky, an affectation of our ' community '. I have realized that being 'clocked' is not something that others do but something that we do to ourselves. If you're not looking for a response in the eyes of others, you won't find it. But, I couldn't leave the encounter at that. I gave chase."Excuse me." I offered, negotiating the bins of cheese in dairy. She stopped. I wondered if she was in some way embarassed by me. Hey, I'm on my way home from work as a clerk. I didn't know that I had to dress to go shopping."My name is Ann." I offered my hand. "Joanne."I really don't recall the substance of the conversation -- why I don't know. There aren't a lot of professional girls to get to know and I hoped that we might. I said so. The conversation was short and ended with my offer to get together for coffee. I began to search my purse for a pen. She pushed a card into my hand, "You call me." I considered the card for moment. There was a name from high school. Surely very few people have that last name. If not them, could Joanne be related to a high school friend of my brother? Can't be.William's Coffee Shop is a great place to meet. Nice ambiance; good coffee. I waited on Joanne. I was early; She arrived a few minutes late. We talked. We talked about the issues of being trans, about the slights and injuries of our life, the people we knew and lost and new friends that we made. We talked for about an hour and as conversations tend to do, it became slowly more personal, more intimate."Did you grow up in London," I asked. My home town."Yes.""Where did you go to high school?" I pursued. My High School."Westminster." Could this be?"May I ask what your previous name was?""W___ ." she said. "You had a old Chevy Biscayne." Her eyes widened."And you have a brother, G_____." she responded with growing recognition. "I do." confirming what we both now knew. We had spend high school together eating lunches with my brother and other friends. It was then that I truly knew that my gender dysphoria was caused by going to high school.
    Nov 17, 2008 2407
  • 23 Aug 2011
    When I woke up today and went down the stairs I noticed the kettle was on. I looked inside and it only had enough water for one cup, so naturally I filled it so there was enough for 2. My housemate promptly burst into outrage with objection. I said that I only filled it sufficiently for 2 cups and she replied that she hasnt got all day to wait for the kettle to boil. I replied that that this is the reason we cant live together and I am so happy she is moving out today! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!   I have never met anyone so selfish, self centred and inconsiderate in all my life.
    2404 Posted by Penny Zenny
  • When I woke up today and went down the stairs I noticed the kettle was on. I looked inside and it only had enough water for one cup, so naturally I filled it so there was enough for 2. My housemate promptly burst into outrage with objection. I said that I only filled it sufficiently for 2 cups and she replied that she hasnt got all day to wait for the kettle to boil. I replied that that this is the reason we cant live together and I am so happy she is moving out today! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!   I have never met anyone so selfish, self centred and inconsiderate in all my life.
    Aug 23, 2011 2404
  • 25 Apr 2009
    I'm getting really fed up with charing cross's attitude towards me. At the beginning of April i should have gone to see Dr Lorimer but culdnt make it, so i wrote to him & explained my financial situation to him, that i was having probs getting down to see him. since then i have heard NOTHING at all from him & its really peed me off big-time as i thought he was better than all this.....obvoiusly i was wrong.Its a damn good job i go to a GIC thats closer to me( Norwich) & i see a counsellor there that understands my situation. I honestly dont know how i'd manage without her.
    2404 Posted by Anna-Marie Trindall
  • I'm getting really fed up with charing cross's attitude towards me. At the beginning of April i should have gone to see Dr Lorimer but culdnt make it, so i wrote to him & explained my financial situation to him, that i was having probs getting down to see him. since then i have heard NOTHING at all from him & its really peed me off big-time as i thought he was better than all this.....obvoiusly i was wrong.Its a damn good job i go to a GIC thats closer to me( Norwich) & i see a counsellor there that understands my situation. I honestly dont know how i'd manage without her.
    Apr 25, 2009 2404
  • 16 Sep 2011
    You may have noticed that we have recently done away with the dating site adverts which used to adorn our pages.  We've taken a bit of a chance because although they didn't really fit in with the image we are trying to portray, they did pay for themselves.  However, you said you didn't want dating ads so now they're gone.   We have replaced them with a small group of new advertisers, most of whom are advertising with us for the very first time.  Of course, I am very much aware that if they don't see good results, it may also be the last time they advertise with us.    So, I would ask you to help by supporting our new advertisers.  Click their ads and go and see their web sites and if you do buy from them, please remember to let them know that you found them at the Gender Society site.   Thanks and hugs, Katie   x
    2403 Posted by katieglover
  • You may have noticed that we have recently done away with the dating site adverts which used to adorn our pages.  We've taken a bit of a chance because although they didn't really fit in with the image we are trying to portray, they did pay for themselves.  However, you said you didn't want dating ads so now they're gone.   We have replaced them with a small group of new advertisers, most of whom are advertising with us for the very first time.  Of course, I am very much aware that if they don't see good results, it may also be the last time they advertise with us.    So, I would ask you to help by supporting our new advertisers.  Click their ads and go and see their web sites and if you do buy from them, please remember to let them know that you found them at the Gender Society site.   Thanks and hugs, Katie   x
    Sep 16, 2011 2403
  • 21 Apr 2013
    I believe I have mentioned that I finally stepped up and out by joining my local equality LGBT group.  This is huge in the sense those who talked behind my back will have to find someway else to entertain themselves.   Regardless of the outcome for all of them, I had to do what I had to do. Ironically I became involved in an in depth discussion with one of my long time friends who has stayed in the closet. (I do not begrudge him any of that.) All too quickly we jumped into one of my favorite soapbox topics: Stealth in the transgender culture. Here's how it started. I said I was completely surprised this group had no out transgender person, knowledge of our culture and almost no reference to it.     He said: "Okay, here ya go: (1) I believe that transition is about M to F or F to M paths, and if you chose to take that step you should know a little about the difficulty in getting to the end point. (2) I can see that some percentage of newly arrived F's and M's want to do something aligned with their attained gender and not risk that position by entering politics. That's their choice. On the other hand I don't have an issue with providing a little friendly support to someone on the journey, but I also disdain noisy in-your-face political activity completely."   The last reference was in response to my statement I was going to go to meetings and saying something about the lack of representation. Here is an abbreviated version of my response as I ignored the in-your-face comment:   "As far as the "going stealth" deal goes, I can see both sides of the story. Certainly we all know how incredibly difficult it is to switch genders and each is entitled to take their marbles and go home.  I do believe however that stealth is inherently wrong and will become unique to our generation. (Strictly speaking)  I attribute stealth to not risking yourself at all and it's the same as failing to cover another troop on the live BCT (basic training) range in the Army...but I know that is a bit dramatic. (We were both in the Army and I used it as a point of reference.)   You ask why I think the kids are doing it right? My latest big example was "Devon" on the Katie Couric Show.  I think in a couple of years she too will fade into the fiber of society to live as happily ever after as any of us can but she was totally stealth and still took a moment to come out and pay forward. I think the number of YouTube videos and the number of blogs are a sign of how these kids are building a better future for transgender people of the future. Their generation will change stealth to life on their terms and it just will fade away as a outmoded term. If you deal in semantics they will be going stealth and just living life on the same playing field as anyone else which is all we can ask for.   Now, let me point out of why getting surgery and going stealth didn't work for our generation. Did we indeed just jump from one closet to another? Yes! We did as all of the sudden we are waking up and realizing the transgender populace is the most legally discriminated minority in the country."   As the conversation moved on I used an example of an old mutual acquaintance from the mid 80's.  She went through SRS moved out West, married a man and became a very successful business person. Absolutely one of the most exuberant natural women I have ever met. Back to the chat:   "Susan" of course is the classic good transition example of a transsexual person we both know.  But now if she lived in Arizona and not in another state, all of the sudden she may have to produce a female birth certificate to even pee in a women's room.  If she was born here in Ohio she still can't get her birth cert changed by SRS. Was she mandated to make a statement? No. Should have she? Her call. I'm only using her as an example of my perceived epidemic generational transgender stealth problem.    The kids on the other hand, are realizing they better start screaming to get laws changed because no matter how good they look (Devon) a company can just up and fire them for being trans or can't even find a place to pee.   Before you accuse me of throwing huge rocks in glass houses,  I can rationalize my lack of action by saying I started late and didn't know how far I was going with this and then I get really torn by nights like last night. You know I have never felt I could go stealth no matter how hard I tried-but I could have been there last night. So now what do I do?   You are completely right to ask me why would I jeopardize all of that work over the years? The honest answer is at my age I'm in the home stretch of my life and I know due to very unpleasant circumstances in my life, I'm left with less to lose than others.    So bottom line, I should do some public work before I fade into whatever the next reality happens to be.  If I don't and there is another stopping point in eternity I would have to put transgender inaction in the loss column. My blog, Trans Ohio workshop and the Equality group are efforts to soften the defeat.  I will get back to you on the results!"   As you can tell, I flat out wore the "soap box" out!
    2386 Posted by Jessie Hart
  • I believe I have mentioned that I finally stepped up and out by joining my local equality LGBT group.  This is huge in the sense those who talked behind my back will have to find someway else to entertain themselves.   Regardless of the outcome for all of them, I had to do what I had to do. Ironically I became involved in an in depth discussion with one of my long time friends who has stayed in the closet. (I do not begrudge him any of that.) All too quickly we jumped into one of my favorite soapbox topics: Stealth in the transgender culture. Here's how it started. I said I was completely surprised this group had no out transgender person, knowledge of our culture and almost no reference to it.     He said: "Okay, here ya go: (1) I believe that transition is about M to F or F to M paths, and if you chose to take that step you should know a little about the difficulty in getting to the end point. (2) I can see that some percentage of newly arrived F's and M's want to do something aligned with their attained gender and not risk that position by entering politics. That's their choice. On the other hand I don't have an issue with providing a little friendly support to someone on the journey, but I also disdain noisy in-your-face political activity completely."   The last reference was in response to my statement I was going to go to meetings and saying something about the lack of representation. Here is an abbreviated version of my response as I ignored the in-your-face comment:   "As far as the "going stealth" deal goes, I can see both sides of the story. Certainly we all know how incredibly difficult it is to switch genders and each is entitled to take their marbles and go home.  I do believe however that stealth is inherently wrong and will become unique to our generation. (Strictly speaking)  I attribute stealth to not risking yourself at all and it's the same as failing to cover another troop on the live BCT (basic training) range in the Army...but I know that is a bit dramatic. (We were both in the Army and I used it as a point of reference.)   You ask why I think the kids are doing it right? My latest big example was "Devon" on the Katie Couric Show.  I think in a couple of years she too will fade into the fiber of society to live as happily ever after as any of us can but she was totally stealth and still took a moment to come out and pay forward. I think the number of YouTube videos and the number of blogs are a sign of how these kids are building a better future for transgender people of the future. Their generation will change stealth to life on their terms and it just will fade away as a outmoded term. If you deal in semantics they will be going stealth and just living life on the same playing field as anyone else which is all we can ask for.   Now, let me point out of why getting surgery and going stealth didn't work for our generation. Did we indeed just jump from one closet to another? Yes! We did as all of the sudden we are waking up and realizing the transgender populace is the most legally discriminated minority in the country."   As the conversation moved on I used an example of an old mutual acquaintance from the mid 80's.  She went through SRS moved out West, married a man and became a very successful business person. Absolutely one of the most exuberant natural women I have ever met. Back to the chat:   "Susan" of course is the classic good transition example of a transsexual person we both know.  But now if she lived in Arizona and not in another state, all of the sudden she may have to produce a female birth certificate to even pee in a women's room.  If she was born here in Ohio she still can't get her birth cert changed by SRS. Was she mandated to make a statement? No. Should have she? Her call. I'm only using her as an example of my perceived epidemic generational transgender stealth problem.    The kids on the other hand, are realizing they better start screaming to get laws changed because no matter how good they look (Devon) a company can just up and fire them for being trans or can't even find a place to pee.   Before you accuse me of throwing huge rocks in glass houses,  I can rationalize my lack of action by saying I started late and didn't know how far I was going with this and then I get really torn by nights like last night. You know I have never felt I could go stealth no matter how hard I tried-but I could have been there last night. So now what do I do?   You are completely right to ask me why would I jeopardize all of that work over the years? The honest answer is at my age I'm in the home stretch of my life and I know due to very unpleasant circumstances in my life, I'm left with less to lose than others.    So bottom line, I should do some public work before I fade into whatever the next reality happens to be.  If I don't and there is another stopping point in eternity I would have to put transgender inaction in the loss column. My blog, Trans Ohio workshop and the Equality group are efforts to soften the defeat.  I will get back to you on the results!"   As you can tell, I flat out wore the "soap box" out!
    Apr 21, 2013 2386
  • 25 Apr 2011
    A few months ago i decided to try herbal hormones. i wanted to see if there were any improvements i could make, whilst waiting for a referal to see the gender Identity clinic, to my body and lifestyle. i wanted to grow breasts and soften my skin. i thought i would, in moderation, try some well known herbal supplements. An experiment that at the first sign of trouble i would stop. i ordered fenugreek, red clover and saw palmetto online, a three month supply that i hoped would begin to help me in my quest for femininity. i began to take them, 2 tablets three times daily of each, along with Evening primrose oil to aid my skin condition. i suffer from Psoriasis so i figure this will help as well. The first month was fine. No reactions and my skin began to feel softer and shaving became easier. the second month i felt my chest soften and slowly start to rounden, under my nipples and around the chest, shaving was now much easier, the hairs coming away quickly, i was also becoming slightly more emotional as well. i began to take things to heart and found myself struggling to contain tears in instances my male self would shrug off. whether these conditions are related i cant say for sure but i began to feel different for sure.  I was surprised! the effects were subtle but definite. I'm now in the tenth week and i can say for sure my chest is now fuller and rounder. A top i wear every so often, that without a padded bra was lose, now felt stretched across my chest and under my arms, My work t shirts feel tighter and my waist has shrunk two sizes. My joy was immense as i can wear a lovely french connection skirt i had long abandoned some 8 years ago but kept in vain hope that i could once again be a size twelve ;).  My chest feels heavier and i have a small cleavage without bra. my legs feel smoother and i swear my hips and bottom have become fuller. my love handles have almost disappeared and with a balanced diet i have lost nearly two stone or 28 pounds. I feel different both physically and mentally. the only downside i have is extra sensitivity around my chest and my nipples have also changed. they look larger and are sensitive to the touch, sometimes painfully so. I will continue these supplements and hope i gain even more positive results. i am due a blood test soon so i hope that everything is fine. for those who wish to try the herbal way, please check any side effects and dont take if you are diabetic. As i say i am happy with the results and i hope to enjoy the benefits for a while yet.   Faye. x
    2379 Posted by Faye Morrow
  • A few months ago i decided to try herbal hormones. i wanted to see if there were any improvements i could make, whilst waiting for a referal to see the gender Identity clinic, to my body and lifestyle. i wanted to grow breasts and soften my skin. i thought i would, in moderation, try some well known herbal supplements. An experiment that at the first sign of trouble i would stop. i ordered fenugreek, red clover and saw palmetto online, a three month supply that i hoped would begin to help me in my quest for femininity. i began to take them, 2 tablets three times daily of each, along with Evening primrose oil to aid my skin condition. i suffer from Psoriasis so i figure this will help as well. The first month was fine. No reactions and my skin began to feel softer and shaving became easier. the second month i felt my chest soften and slowly start to rounden, under my nipples and around the chest, shaving was now much easier, the hairs coming away quickly, i was also becoming slightly more emotional as well. i began to take things to heart and found myself struggling to contain tears in instances my male self would shrug off. whether these conditions are related i cant say for sure but i began to feel different for sure.  I was surprised! the effects were subtle but definite. I'm now in the tenth week and i can say for sure my chest is now fuller and rounder. A top i wear every so often, that without a padded bra was lose, now felt stretched across my chest and under my arms, My work t shirts feel tighter and my waist has shrunk two sizes. My joy was immense as i can wear a lovely french connection skirt i had long abandoned some 8 years ago but kept in vain hope that i could once again be a size twelve ;).  My chest feels heavier and i have a small cleavage without bra. my legs feel smoother and i swear my hips and bottom have become fuller. my love handles have almost disappeared and with a balanced diet i have lost nearly two stone or 28 pounds. I feel different both physically and mentally. the only downside i have is extra sensitivity around my chest and my nipples have also changed. they look larger and are sensitive to the touch, sometimes painfully so. I will continue these supplements and hope i gain even more positive results. i am due a blood test soon so i hope that everything is fine. for those who wish to try the herbal way, please check any side effects and dont take if you are diabetic. As i say i am happy with the results and i hope to enjoy the benefits for a while yet.   Faye. x
    Apr 25, 2011 2379
  • 23 Feb 2010
    I still don't have my internet access at home sorted out yet!  Anyhow, here are some quickies (so to speak):I am pretty much fully out at work.  In academia I am almost there.  I am waiting on some word concerning a possible full-time teaching job, so until that happens, and I might need to get a new doctor due to insurance reasons, HRT is once again put on hold.  Still, I am out and free.Me and Josie had a great time in New Mexico.AND - a major academic publisher in New York wants to offer me a 2-book contract!  The first will be published later this year.Okay, gotta run to class now.  More later.
    2377 Posted by Meredith Newton
  • I still don't have my internet access at home sorted out yet!  Anyhow, here are some quickies (so to speak):I am pretty much fully out at work.  In academia I am almost there.  I am waiting on some word concerning a possible full-time teaching job, so until that happens, and I might need to get a new doctor due to insurance reasons, HRT is once again put on hold.  Still, I am out and free.Me and Josie had a great time in New Mexico.AND - a major academic publisher in New York wants to offer me a 2-book contract!  The first will be published later this year.Okay, gotta run to class now.  More later.
    Feb 23, 2010 2377
  • 09 Oct 2011
    When you want or feel the need to dress allmost all the time but can't pass life gets to be lonely.  When I dress it means I can't go out the door. Evan when I go to great pains to look as good as I can. So if I put on a skirt or a dress I have to stay home & I am dressed all the time. I can't evan open my blinds because of kids out playing. I don't want to confuse them with things their not ready for.  This means no interaction with others. As time goes on it gets worse & worse.  I don't go out except to run small erronds. Sometimes I won't evan do that because I don't want to change. I live in a small condo so my nieghbors are close by & they notice that I don't go out. Sometimes my car won't move for days at a time. It also means I don't talk to others. Thats started another problem. Depression. So now I don't interact here any more because I have nothing to talk about except work since that's my only outlet. The one sister I'm close to doesn't seem to have time to talk much as her life is busy. So I guess it's my own fault that I feel this way. My shrink says to stop dressing so much. But than I'm not being me. So I don't know the answer.
    2376 Posted by Karen Brad
  • When you want or feel the need to dress allmost all the time but can't pass life gets to be lonely.  When I dress it means I can't go out the door. Evan when I go to great pains to look as good as I can. So if I put on a skirt or a dress I have to stay home & I am dressed all the time. I can't evan open my blinds because of kids out playing. I don't want to confuse them with things their not ready for.  This means no interaction with others. As time goes on it gets worse & worse.  I don't go out except to run small erronds. Sometimes I won't evan do that because I don't want to change. I live in a small condo so my nieghbors are close by & they notice that I don't go out. Sometimes my car won't move for days at a time. It also means I don't talk to others. Thats started another problem. Depression. So now I don't interact here any more because I have nothing to talk about except work since that's my only outlet. The one sister I'm close to doesn't seem to have time to talk much as her life is busy. So I guess it's my own fault that I feel this way. My shrink says to stop dressing so much. But than I'm not being me. So I don't know the answer.
    Oct 09, 2011 2376
  • 10 Apr 2010
    About time too! Laser affects people differently, it hurts me, unlike electrolysis, which I find relaxing. Now though, I have reached the point where the laser can hardly be felt anymore, with the exception of my upper lip which still needs a good bit of treatment. There isn't so much there anymore but for girls like us, it is the most stubborn area to treat. Nearly there though, and hopefully will be totally hair free by the end of the year. At least what little there is now is easily hidden.I resist thinking about how much I have spent on these treatments, but it's an awful lot. However, without it, I could never have set foot outside, let alone be the girl I am today so that makes it worth every penny. Nikki
    2365 Posted by Nikki Hollm
  • About time too! Laser affects people differently, it hurts me, unlike electrolysis, which I find relaxing. Now though, I have reached the point where the laser can hardly be felt anymore, with the exception of my upper lip which still needs a good bit of treatment. There isn't so much there anymore but for girls like us, it is the most stubborn area to treat. Nearly there though, and hopefully will be totally hair free by the end of the year. At least what little there is now is easily hidden.I resist thinking about how much I have spent on these treatments, but it's an awful lot. However, without it, I could never have set foot outside, let alone be the girl I am today so that makes it worth every penny. Nikki
    Apr 10, 2010 2365
  • 09 May 2011
    over the years,since youve been gone,I have lived,lived my life for you.but now no more.for you see I must go on with my life and live for me. And now I send my last tear drop to heaven,and now I write my last heart ache on a cloud.for you see I cant cry,no more tears left inside.But I will never forget you. I must go now.But your within my heart.I got to find myself again,for me.But just no I will never   forget you,no never.For you see your apart of me.   words and music by charlene lynn cook.music availble upon request.
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  • over the years,since youve been gone,I have lived,lived my life for you.but now no more.for you see I must go on with my life and live for me. And now I send my last tear drop to heaven,and now I write my last heart ache on a cloud.for you see I cant cry,no more tears left inside.But I will never forget you. I must go now.But your within my heart.I got to find myself again,for me.But just no I will never   forget you,no never.For you see your apart of me.   words and music by charlene lynn cook.music availble upon request.
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