I spent too much time this 3 day weekend doing nothing. It gave my mind time to wake-up those little talking voices in there, all of them babbling about transgender issues. Snickering, snide little creatures questioning about all of those what ifs and can or can't do's that I have no answer for. They're worried about timetables that were never set because I knew I couldn't follow them, screaming a deafening '55yrs old, better hurry' at me all the time. Admonishing me for being such a screw-up for so long and never planning ahead. Wondering why in hell am I doing this to me, even when I know why. Evil little beasts.
...I wish they'd shut-up.
.....At times, it's almost as hard coping with this girl's life as it was with the boy's life. ........Almost