Hi all.
Wow. It’s been a long time. And time is good. Time is a healer.
When I wrote this blog my transition process was very raw. I was like an exposed nerve reacting to every stimulant in my world.
I cringe from some of the more emotional outbursts here now. But I leave them up because they are honest depictions of my journey, and they might help others going through similar things now.
One of the hardest things for me in the whole of my transition was the sense of loneliness. If anyone reads any of my writing and feels less lonely, that’s worth it to me.
I’m in a good place now. I have a loving family, and a good job.
I hope anyone who is in a similar state as I was when I wrote it is helped.
Regards,
Diana
Omigosh. A lot can change in a day, a month or even a year. But it’s been even longer than that. Your story is one of growth. Through the droughts, through the monsoons, through the spring, winter, summer and fall. (Not in that order… But you know.)
Thank you for taking us all on this journey and thank you, personally, for helping me through mine.
Wow! I was just wondering about you not that long ago and hoping you were all right. We exchanged much long before your transition, and you have been in my thoughts longer than this blog has existed. I will always remember!
Hugs