“Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.” -Goethe
“An Optimist is someone who figures that taking a step backward after taking a step forward is not a disaster, it’s more like a cha-cha!” -Robert Brault
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Category Archives: Post=op
My First Post-Op Christmas
This Christmas holiday is the first since I completed my physical transition last February. It is a Christmas I will spend with friends and this year with family. My son is in town from California and will spend Christmas Eve as … Continue reading
Sentenced For A Crime I Did Not Commit
As I begin my fourth year since I came out and began my transition, now complete, it has become harder to remember how it once felt living trapped in a male body with which I no longer identified. All the pain and anguish I … Continue reading
Posted in Gratitude, Post=op, Transgender
Tagged gender reassignment surgery, shadow, transition
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The Freedom to Be Exactly Who We Are and Who We Are Not
I was reading an article at everyday feminism [sic] digital magazine on the topic of racial prejudice and it brought to mind what I see on other blogs or in articles written on topics related to transgender and feminist issues. I have written … Continue reading
Posted in Post=op, Shadow, Transgender
Tagged diversity, female, shadow, transgender, woman
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The Care and Feeding of A Vagina
I had planned to write this post after I completed my surgery, but I didn’t. Simple as that! I will try to make this palatable for at least most of my readers although I will forewarn you that I have a … Continue reading
Posted in Deanna's Awesome Adventure, Post=op, Transgender
Tagged consultation, estrogen, estrogen therapy, female, gender, hormonal therapy, surgery, transgender, vagina, women
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Geesh Deanna! Where have you been?
It’s been almost two months since my GRS and I haven’t posted anything on this blog. It is time to get back to it, kiddo bambiddo, as my late beloved used to say. I still think of her often, sometimes … Continue reading