It's not necessarily difficult to meet people in the "real world", because I have before, and continue to do so. But what IS difficult...is finding someone who will: first, understand; second, accept it; and third, have the intestinal fortitude (aka guts) to stay with a girl who is transsexual. Thus the paradox.
Now the only reason I even mention that I'm trans in the first place is a mere technicality; out of obligation to be honest. Because to me, that detail is but a footnote to the story that is my life. In fact, it pains me to have to mention it at all. Because if I was post-op, the only person that would know would be my doctor (and my family of course).
You know, once in a while I will actually forget about my situation. It's great. It's become more frequent too. I think that's a healthy thing. I've been living full-time for about 5 years now, been on hormones a bit longer, and am planning on having surgery next year sometime. (fingers crossed)
I consider myself a well-adjusted, self-sufficiant, mature woman, who know's what she wants. And all I really want is someone to take me out for a burger, and a milkshake for crying out loud. LOL! See, I've simplified life to a matter of food. I suppose you could throw "down-to-earth" in that self-discription while you're at it.
So look, no games. I'd just like to meet a good guy who can carry on an intelligent conversation, can name at least 3 Rolling Stones songs, isn't chemically dependent, doesn't still live with his parents, and isn't afraid to be with a woman like me. I know that's probably asking for a lot...but what's a girl to do?
Now all that said; if you REALLY want to know about WHO I am, then check out my other Passions sites in this order: Sports, Country, Hikers, Food, and Zombie. Then you'd have barely scratched the surfice.
