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Introduction



Well, here we are four posts in and I have not yet put up an introduction to the blog.  Those who know me, probably know that this is pretty typical.  But, enough about that, let’s get to the intro.

What do I intend with my blog? 

I am firstly trying to take the jumble of thoughts that transition has created and try to impose some kind of order.  The many new experiences I am creating for myself as I try to navigate my gender need a place to be put and ruminated over and fitted into my new self.  It is through this cataloging and thinking over of new experiences and thoughts that I can find some control over where my transition is going.

Second, I want to help other trans folk, especially those who are young and new to realizing they are or might be transgender.  I spent a very long time resisting the idea that I was transgender, and avoiding thinking about what I had to do to finally be happy and live.  I took so long to come to terms with my gender and transition because I didn’t have enough information.  And so, I could not make a rational informed decision.  The information I did have was out of date when I got it, and only got further from the current state-of-the-art the longer I went denying that transition was right for me.  I don’t want any more people to have to go through the many years of sadness that could, likely, have been avoided had I known more. 

How can this blog help?  I don’t know if it will or not.  What I think could be the value of the blog is to allow more people to see that trans folk exist, that we matter, and that examination of ones gender is not a thing that should be avoided.  We are just as human as anyone else, and the world needs to see and understand that.  We are not evil, we have a right to find our way in the world and we should be allowed to try to find some happiness with ourselves and with others in our lives.

To all the trans folk who may take a look at this blog, please drop a line, leave a message and interact with me.  I am on your side and I want to join with you to find knowledge and solutions that make our life as good as it can be.  It is only through this sharing that we can take our place.  I love you all.

To those questioning, please, ask your questions.  If there is anything I know that can help I will give it willingly.  If I don’t know, we can work together to find the information.  I don’t want any of you to get lost in wondering, when taking a little time to learn about yourself can get you to a place of peace and happiness.  Please, don’t be like me and hide it away, and refuse to look at it until so much of your life has passed you by.  Take charge, take my offered hand, and get to your true and genuine self as soon as you can.  (The operative words there are, ‘as you can’, your path is yours and only you can know what you need, I can only try to help you find your way)

To the cisgender people who come and visit here, please look and listen and get to know us.  Respectful questions and requests for clarification will be honored, but intolerance and hate will not.  This is not your space, it is for me and others like me.  Here I will be talking about my experiences and I will be inviting others to do the same.  You cannot tell us anything about our life, only we can find and make our path. 

I guess that is it for now.  More to come.

-Ginny

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