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3/23/07 01:42 pm - Nice day so far

I had to go out of town to take pictures for work this afternoon.  It was lovely being outside next to water, with the fresh air cleaning out my system...breathing life into me.   I was pleasantly surprised to be blatently flirted with by 3 guys.  One even sent his dog to come have me pet him.  It's so bizarre to me how lately I've been getting more flirting and attention from men.  I recently lost 30 lbs, and 50 all together.  I don't feel I look any different, even tho I get to wear smaller and cuter clothes.  I feel pretty much the same inside, and I'm still proportionally the same.  Friends are supposed to tell you look good....which I always just view as a courtesy whether they mean it or not.  But total strangers?  Them I believe.  I have 30 more lbs to go to get to pre-pregnancy weight, and to fit into a cute pair of shorts that I love.  One of the good things about being so fat for so long is that I was purely delusional sometimes.  I would buy things that I couldn't even fit over my ass...but somehow thought I'd look good in that pair of jeans.   I have clothes from over 10 years ago that I kept  "just in case" I ever lost weight.  I am finally fitting into the clothes from my 10-year collection.  Some of it I find quite icky and donate now.  But hey...at least I can wear icky stuff if I want, eh?  

My son is turning 10 in a couple of months...which made me realize how sad that I've been using the pregnancy weight gain excuse for almost 10 years!!!!  That's just sad.   I've really been trying to deal with my PTSD and depression actively.  That's one of the reasons I started excersizing and eating healthier.  All that I've read tells me that excersize greatly reduces depression and anxiety.   Is that true for me?  Not sure...but I'd sure hate to see what I'd be like without excersizing.  What finally made something click in me was when I finally watched "Supersize Me".  It made me get up, go to the computer, and do reasearch about the food pyramid and made me look at what I need to do to be healthier.  Another reason I'm doing it is because...I want a garden.  I don't want to just say I want a garden.  I want to be energetic enough to actually take care of one.  Now I just need a yard with some dirt :)
 

3/22/07 05:16 pm - Waiting

I haven't kept a journal since I was a child.  I stopped after my father found it, read it, and then beat me sensless for the things I wrote.  It was all the truth....but as the movie line indicates...some people can't handle the truth.  I've been told for years that writing a journal will help me along in life.  Perhaps this will help.  If nothing else it will get me in the practice of writing again.



Some day....who knows when....I want to write a love story about a genetic girl and a transgendered girl.  Oh...in case you don't know....I fell in love with a tgirl. (I'll use "C" for her name) I really hate to just throw a label out there like that tho.  My darling is more than a label, as we all are.  It was love at first sight for both of us.  It's been a bit over two years now.  We've had a lot of heart ache, a lot of magic, and a lot of tears.  My poor friends must be sick of hearing about it all.  I can't believe they haven't disowned me yet. C and I have been on a rollercoaster since we met.  Both of us have emotions that consume us, which makes for a lot of passion.  There's always a price for that much passion.  Like I said...beautiful unworldly magic...and painful heart ache.  Is that what true love is?  Does it have to go to one extreme to another?  Does there have to be such a hefty price for the love I feel? I'm constantly questioning myself if the pain is worth it.  I keep wondering if the shit times are just growing pains.  There is endless love between us.  That I will never doubt.  The logistics of it all...that's where the problems are.  Oh...please don't read that wrong.  I am beyond supportive of both sides of C.  That has never been the problem....unelss you count that one time where he wanted his femme side to be dead and threw out everybody that reminded him of her...including me.(yes, part of the rollercoaster)  But that wasn't coming from me.  I adore not knowing who I will be spending the evening with.  I adore the unique point of view C has by being so in touch with the femme and male side within.  I love watching the journey unfold, and I so love being a part of C's journey.  I feel honored....as I do with anybody I love that lets me share their journey with them.  It's kind of funny....what most people would have a hard time with...we don't.  What most people have an easy time with...we don't.   Seems pretty backwards.  I just keep wondering if we'll ever make the seemingly easy stuff easier. 

I wonder who will read what I write.  I wonder why they'll read it.  I wonder if I'll try to protect the readers from the reality of my lifetime and not share what I've endured.  I'm generally a happy, loving, playful person.  But like all humans, I have my moments...and most of my "moments" come from a lot of trauma.  Funny...I just answered my own question.  I keep re writing to make things more gentle.  So...no....I won't be bare naked honest with this journal. 

I'm waiting for my darling to show up.  Not sure when he'll be here.  All I know is he better be naked within 2 minutes of getting here. Oh yeah...I'll be tossing contradicting pronouns a lot about C.  He's such a yummy manly man, and more than a man.  She's such a sexy, tender, beautiful woman, and more than a woman.  I really don't like the whole gender labelling.  For some it just doesn't work.   My darling is definitely twin souled.
 

I need to go find something else to do now.  I keep spacing out and think about the love I'll be sharing later.  Oh, how torturous waiting can be.  I'm not feeling enlightened enough at the moment to just be grateful to have the love.  I am grateful.  But just plain needy right now too. :)
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