thanks

[wolfcub6772.livejournal.com]

to all those that pointed out ways, of acquiring top surgery, thanks. I was feeling abit overwhelmed and it's nice to have avenues pointed out that I hadn't thought of.

On Passing

[lisbethk24.livejournal.com]

Long ago I learned that passing is a chimera. You simply can't know whether you pass or not. What are you going to do? Walk up to people at random and say, "Do I pass?" You certainly won't after you say that. Whether you pass or not, most of the time it simply doesn't matter. If people leave you alone and treat you with a little dignity and respect it really doen't matter what they think of you.

It's a whole lot easier to know that you didn't pass. All you have to do is hear the word "sir" to know. But I think we get over critical in our listening. How many times has someone said "maam" to you and you thought they said "man?" About the only times you can objectly know you passed is when you are on the edge of passing and you pass to one person and not another.

It's like the time I was checking out in a supermarket. I was bagging up and I heard the woman teller from the next isle talking in a low voice to the teller in my isle. He said something, and she blurted out, "You mean you didn't notice?!" Or the occasions when someone has called me "sir" and immediately appoligized for getting my gender wrong.

Once you're too far past that line you don't get those clues anymore. Then you don't know unless you tell someone what you are, and they say, "I would never have guessed." But that's not exactly a productive way of going about passing.

I ain't no raving beauty. But I'd rather be an ugly woman, or even a freak, than a handsome man. Even so it would be nice to have one person in the world who thinks I'm beautiful. I think every girl wants that. But you don't have to pass to be beautiful.

How My World Changes

[shelleybear.livejournal.com]

There is a window directly in front of my computer, and when I leave the blinds up, I can see a reflection of myself.
I don't always stop to look.
And sometimes, when I look, I don't see.
Tonight, I saw.
A gender shifting middle-aged woman with slightly larger and much squishier upper arms.
Breasts, that while small obviously belong where they are.
And a happy smile.
Yes, I NEED to do something about my hair, but that will come.
I need to learn how to use the timer on my camera. The good one. Not the toy web cam that took my first picture.
Today I learned that the best presents are the ones you give yourselves.


Love,



Shelley

ok, strange question.

[kerrigurl-25.livejournal.com]

im in a totally inexplicable foul mood. i found out something that i shouldnt be all that upset at, but im not only increadibly upset, but like.....frothing at the mouth hostile at the whole planet.
if youre on my friends list, then youll see how bad i am off.

recently ive started HRT and was wondering, how strong does a mtf's "period" get?

cause if this is what its like, then im definately asking my shrink to put me back on med's.

You should go..

[boigrrl1der.livejournal.com]

Melissa Ferrick

January 26, 2007

Club Pink 

19910 Hoover, Detroit

313.521.8433

Doors open at 8 show starts at 10

 For more information, please visit Melissa's website at www.melissaferrick.com, 
 www.myspace.com/club_pink, Club Pink, or Stillettos. 

Tickets are on sale and expected to sell out fast!