I’m lonely
This is strange. Loneliness is an emotion I’ve heard plenty about over the years but never really experienced – until now.
Breaking up
Well, after three and a half years with my amazing girlfriend, we’ve finally gone our separate ways – and it hurts like hell.
Coming out as transgender to my ballet teachers
Wow! Things have just got decidedly real in my little world as a transgender ballet dancer.
My first grade 1 ballet lesson
So, this is the third post of my trilogy today. I was going to post just one – but I can really prattle on, so thought I’d better “break it down”, to quote MC Hammer. As you do.
Back at the barre
No posts for seven weeks and then you get two at once. What’s that about buses? So, ballet. As I said in my last post, I desperately wanted to continue with it – and to get better at it. But I hated feeling out of my depth.
Middle-aged, transgender, ballerina?!
I’m 42, about to begin gender hormone therapy and have started ballet. So no mid-life crisis at all then.
Public toilets for non-binary people
Oh God, I’ve just had a nightmare. To begin with, I popped over to the big city for my fourth laser treatment. This part wasn’t the nightmare!
Dynamite with a laser beam
If I can quote a fab film in my last post, why not a superb song in this one? Firstly, dear reader, apologies for not writing for ages. I am rubbish – and I promise to try to do better in the future.
Frickin’ laser beams!
… as Doctor Evil once said. Sooooo, after a long time of dilly-dallying (what a great phrase), I’ve decided to have laser treatment to zap my beard.
Non-binary people – we do exist!
So we’re a little over three days into the new year, three days after the end of the so-called Year of Trans, and things are looking decidedly dodgy for people like me who identify as non-binary.