Transition..

[lionskye.livejournal.com]

Alright..I've been out of school for a few days and almost really wished that I had a job already. I'm getting bored! But that's not what I want to talk about. Transitioning is.

Most of my life I have felt out of place. I have been trying to figure out why for years, and have come to a pretty simple conclusion: I am a man in a woman's body. I have always been, and will always be, and I will never be happy pretending to be something I'm not. So I decided that I should begin my transition into a man as soon as possible.

Here's where things get a little tricky. Most of what I need costs a lot of money, which I have none of right now, as well as time, which I have plenty of. I need ideas or tips on what I should do first. Should I buy a new wardrobe? Should I see a shrink? I really don't know. And personally, I would love any help I can get to get started.

I'm cross-posting this on a couple of sites, including this one.

Any input is golden to me right now.

~Vince

Outside

[stacis-leak.livejournal.com]

Just wanted to wail from the rooftops about my longest ever (and best ever) time in-gender so far.

T'was Anna's birthday this weekend just gone and we all went down for a party, a picnic and an additional visit to one of our travelling companions new Guild Wars friends.

I've now seen inside enough female public toilets to verify the rumours are true, they are much cleaner than their male equivalents.

Previously in gender I'd sort of been outside but closed off, trying not to talk to anyone too much, make any eye contact, and mostly stay near friends and hurry back indoors afterwards.

This weekend I had a picnic in a park, went shopping, clubbing, got in taxis, talked to strangers to ask for directions and used lots and lots of motorway service station toilets.

And then on Sunday we stopped by at a small rundown looking office and warehouse of a low volume haulage firm where we met this new GW friend of Josie, Andy and Cathy's.

He was a pleasant enough chap, and there were two other warehouse workers also there having just finished a weekend barbecue.

I had by this point passed the stage where I was feeling self conscious about my gender appearance, having initially been very wary at the start of the weekend, by this stage I'd been through so much that I didn't have to BE, I just WAS.

I think I was generally working under the impression that I wasn't passing but no one cared.

So I was jolted back to reality when I went over to kiss Becca.

"Why did you just do that?" Asked one of the warehouse workers.
"Hmm?" I wittily responsed
"Why did you kiss her?" He clarified, "Are you two lesbians?"
Pause... Oh surely not.
"Well.. yeah" I replied, attempting to sound like it was the most obvious answer in the world.
The other guy laughed at his friend and said "Smooth, really smooth. He's a tactful one isn't he?"

That was the first time I'd ever 100% definately passed without a doubt in anyones minds.

And it felt good.

BWEEP! BWEEP! BWEEP! INCOMING FTM!

[waking-morgan.livejournal.com]

(X-posted everywhere...)

Hi. I'm Morgan, and I'm a boy, at least sometimes. I'm at the beginning of all this, and I'm exploring the possibilities of transition, and the idea of being a boy more than sometimes- more like full-time. Maybe. It's all very scary right now, scary and liberating and unsettling and invigorating. I'm sure you've heard it all before. I'm looking to make contact with transgendered individuals, FTM's in particular. So, right. This is me initiating dialogue.