“February 1st, 2012: All of a sudden, I looked up and I was sitting in Harvey Milk Plaza, staring up at the giant rainbow flag, and my heart swelled as I realized that, starting today, I was finally a resident of San Francisco.” I haven’t been back here to post in a long time, but [...]
So, it was this day last year that I made the decision to start living full time as male. I’ve pulled this from the first post on my blog:
“This is Day 1. Ground zero.
Today’s the official start of my transitioning process.
Some day, I won’t be the only person who sees me as a man. Some day the whole goddamn world will without a second guess. And it’s only a matter of time.
Joaquin Jack, the rootin’-est tootin’-est outlaw in the Wild West.”
A lot of things have changed since that day.
5 – 7 – 5.
I talk about puberty, urinals and random awesome stuff.
After my latest episode with very difficult issues (which I may or may not go into eventually), it was time to get away and get my head on straight. SO, with my sister begging me to come down and see her for some time now, I decided to use my savings to go down and spend a couple weeks with her in Los Angeles.
It was seriously the best idea I’ve had in a long while.
- Confirmed changes
- Pronoun epicness
- Voice lowering
- Breaking gender stereotypes with Sewing!
- Cosplay madness
And, the highlight:
- My first time in the Men’s Bathroom!
