Am I Beautiful?

Some seem to think so. Two people anyway. The first was my first date (still a post to come) on the 12th of November. I met her (a trans femme CD) in the hotel lobby where she was staying. I was sitting there made up with a femme knit cap with crossed legs. I stood […]

A Visit to the Women’s Room

This was a Stephie first. I went on my first date (another post to come), where we met at a hotel before we went shopping at the local mall. I had to go to the bathroom before we left. My girlfriend before I left, and my date in the hotel lobby agreed that I could […]

I am Not in the Wrong Body

I’m a transgender woman as the tagline of my blog states. I am pre-op and also am not yet on feminizing hormones (hrt). So, yes I have a boy thing between my legs. I call it my clitty. Okay, go ahead and ask: If you are a woman surely you are in the wrong body? […]

How I Came Out at Program

As I have written before, I attend a program for my mental health, so this is the program I am referring to. I will give some background about program first. Then I will speak some about the process I used, and something about how that played out. Finally, I will give some of my impressions […]

Why Can’t I be Pretty like Her?

As you may know I am a pre-hormone, pre-op transgender woman. This means for all intensive purposes I have a male body. But, I wear woman’s clothing, but have no body (read ass) to fill out my leggings. I have no curves to showoff in my dress, and nothing to fill up my bra. See: […]

A Battle Won.

While I don’t care for the metaphor so much, it is probably apt in this case. What case is that you might wonder? I went clothes shopping today to look for a few things. I didn’t find what I was looking for – a belt and a hat. But, after not finding any thing I […]

An Up and a Down

Here is another mini post. I might be doing them from time to time. Yesterday, I wrote A Happy Moment. That was my first one. Okay so I will give this in the order that they happened. The first was in a group I was in this afternoon. What happen was that the leader referred to […]

A Happy Moment

I felt I wanted to share this on my blog today. I received my first appointment card from a provider with my name on it—Stephie. I think I am going to frame it. Silly maybe, but I consider it a milestone moment.

It’s a Name Thing

I was born and named Steven. Up until I talked on the phone with another transgender woman, I had never heard a voice call me Stephie; I only had seen it online in chat. For almost 60 years of my life I was called Steve. Only on July 10 did I here someone say Stephie […]

Sometimes I call myself a transgender woman, and sometimes a woman?

Okay what’s the difference. In some ways the line is thin. Almost no difference. But in other respects there are miles between them. In this post I will try to explore this gap, particularly in relation to me, but also in general. The first thing I will say is it is situational or context driven. […]