Please Call Me Sir

Today I officially packed for the first time as a guy. (In my twenties I sometimes packed when I went to bars.) I finally put together an STP and harness I can wear comfortably and discretely, and wore it to… Continue Reading →

Last night I began writing my earliest memories. As I was writing about the confusion and jealousy I experienced growing up as I saw my brother treated the way I should have been, I started sobbing uncontrollably. It caught me… Continue Reading →

Today I had an ultrasound of my uterus as part as the evaluation for a hysterectomy. It was difficult to endure. I find the procedure extremely violating, so I deliberately try to disassociate in such situations. I wasn’t able do… Continue Reading →