All quiet on the western front

Alas, nothing really to report. Nothing heard from doctors or clinics, not come out to anyone new, no huge progress on the family front, not bought any nice clothes; I'm basically at a standstill for the time being. I've not even presented publicly for a while (barring a single day…

One step forwards, two steps back

I've put off writing this for a few weeks now, sorry about that. Alas, it turns out things were not going as well as anticipated. The day after the events described in my last post I received a phone call from my step father telling me that my mother wasn't…

Comin' out cool

This morning, at the ripe old time of 8am, I came out to my immediate family. My mother, initially shocked and doubtful ("You need to talk to someone about this first") quickly seemed to accept as such, and had—with a little bit of pushing—already started using the new…

The persistence of doubt

One thing that differentiates me from other transgender individuals in my position is perhaps the sheer level of self doubt I allow myself to indulge in. I have from the very beginning doubted how I feel; explored every motive, analysed every moment of potentially historical significance. I have clung desperately…

The good, the bad, and the ugly

It's been an interesting past week or so. I've experienced some of the greatest highs and distasteful lows of what I could have expected when presenting as a pre-op, pre-HRT, pre-most-things woman. As always, they're recorded here for prosperity. The Good The weekend gone I went on an excursion around…

What's in a name? (Part two)

Further to my previous post regarding how I found my new given name, I've been spending the time since then trying to choose a new surname to complement it. My name, for all intents and purposes within the fairly specific circle in which this currently applies, is now Kim Nightingale…