I’ve been neglecting my writing for a while now. I just haven’t had anything new to write about, nothing exciting to say. I could report of the news, but my news is just a series of daily adventures, of working, breathing, and sleeping. You know, everyday tedium. Pain is such an effective muse, the kind … Continue reading
Tag Archives: Identity
Losing the thrill
I no longer feel the need to post as often as I used to. I guess it’s a bit of a win, though I confess that it makes me a little sad. The divide between my two halves, the male and the female, has lessened and has become my new normal. I no longer fear … Continue reading
Last Sunday Afternoon
I had to summon all my courage, but I actually did it. I went to the Panhandle Pride Festival this past Sunday afternoon. Pride is a celebration of all things LGBTQ, but it is itself a commemoration of the Stonewall riots that happened on June 28, 1969, a watershed moment in the gay rights movement. … Continue reading
Driving Miss Stefani
I’m on vacation! It’s nice to get away from the hassle of everyday life. No work responsibilities, no familial ties to bind me into societal norms. I’m free to be me, to explore, to live. It’s an awesome experience. I left work on Wednesday and drove to my friends house outside of the Dallas Metroplex, … Continue reading
Who am I
I drive myself mad, wondering why why no one ever chooses me They tell me that I’m great and to be myself but I don’t know who that is and the doubt oppresses me. Who am I? Continue reading
Day out
I spent the whole of this past Monday out and about, enjoying the free air. Freedom is such a sweet luxury. Away from responsibilities, away from that which confines me, enjoying the world without sans the need to hide myself. It was a blessed relief, and a much needed tonic to soothe my frayed nerves. … Continue reading
Quiet September
It’s been quiet lately in Stefani’s world. I’ve been closing a lot these past few weeks, and I tend to dress after work, so opportunities to dress up have been few and far between. I had hoped to meet another friend of mine last Tuesday, another crossdresser in town, for dinner, but plans fell through. … Continue reading
And yet another
It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything. I’m still alive, though extremely exhausted. Work has been brutal these past two weeks, and I don’t see it letting up anytime soon. I could use some time off. I should look into scheduling a vacation. Things on the Stefani front is still about the same. I … Continue reading
Opening up my circle
What a crazy week. I don’t know whether to feel exhilarated, exhausted, or some combination of the two. It’s been a whirlwind of emotion, elation and suspense, all threatening to send me over the edge into a full-flown anxiety attack. Somehow I have made it, but I can go over at any time. First, my … Continue reading
And another one finds out
It seems like I’m being found out all too often lately. A few weeks ago, my ex-wife called me to tell me that my step-daughter saw my pictures on my ex-wife’s phone. Okay. No problem. Not what I wanted to happen, but she’s okay with it, and we can live with it. Then last Monday, … Continue reading
