Hi Beautiful One.

Gorgeous eye candy!

it’s time for me to make a triumphant return

Trust young lady you will be just fine, you beautiful, and trust it will happen.

My biggest fear about being trans

Is not the constant threat of attacks, or murder, or the heightened suicide rate, or the chances being lower for me getting a job, or my family not accepting me.

It’s that one day, when my looks and body pass and my voice is feminine, I’ll still never know what it is to BE a girl, to socialise like a female and do what girls do. I’ve noticed that when I’m around other girls that we’re inherently different in the way we understand things and talk about subjects.

I terrified that I’ll never be one of the girls and I’ll never really fit in.

Hi beautiful Airikas You rock

Hi im bex long time crossdresser learning more in more, love the feel reblog if you love to look in the mirror and see a beautiful girl looking back

Classy and desirable!

SissyBoy

What I would give to with you!Thinking of you, Stephen xoxo

Beautiful transition!

Cross Dresser Porn

It is a testament, to your regal, and sexy body at class. Thinking of you fondly, 2

Wanted to do one a little more sexy :3 I think it came out great! What do you think?

Kik:sherholmes54

You are my favorite hero, or should I say heroine! I hope I will find a woman like you to settle down with.

When you no longer recognize yourself.

As I sat down to make today’s TBT post, I decided I wanted to go back a bit further, so I randomly selected 2009 as the year to browse through.  With each month, so many memories came flooding back.

My daughter turned three that year and my son wasn’t even a year old.  How cute and adorable they were!  My daughter was such a trooper (this was the year she had to start her NG tube and later her G tube).  I was still married then, and we had taken our trip to San Diego that year and had seen and done so many great things.  I smiled as I came across photos of pets that I loved dearly but are no longer with us.  I found photos of the biggest and best Halloween party we had ever thrown… I had forgotten just how awesome the decorations had been.  There were so many faces of friends and family, some I still see, some I don’t, and some who have passed on.  There were hikes and adventures… soooo many memories, good and bad, were made that year.

But there was something wrong - something off - about all of it.  In all of these photos I was missing, replaced by an impostor.  The memories were mine, to be sure, but I was nowhere to be seen.

In the past year, I have changed so much that I can no longer even recognize my former self.  Sure, logically I know that it was me, or rather some version of me, in all of those photos, but whatever connection I may have once had to that person has apparently withered and atrophied to the point that it no longer exists.  My memories - the happy ones, the sad ones, and everything in between - are now undeniably inhabited by a total stranger.

As this realization sunk in, a sadness swept over me.  Even as I write this, I’m fighting back tears.  I couldn’t be any happier about where I am in life right now.  I am finally the person I was always meant to be.  I have friends and family that love and support me.  I have supportive coworkers and a successful career.  I have my health and I’ve never felt more beautiful, inside and out.  Up to now, I’ve felt so very lucky that this has all come at such a small and happily paid price, but now…

The price I’ve paid cuts a lot deeper than I had realized.  The true price of my transition is the loss of my past.  It’s just not… mine… not anymore, and so begins the next chapter in my transition.  I have to find a way to be okay with this, or I have to find a way to reconnect with it - to reclaim my past.  I’m going to strive towards the latter, though I’m not sure where to start.  Maybe the first step was simply to recognize and acknowledge it.  Now to figure out the next step…

Whether or not I can recover my past remains to be seen, but all of this has managed to make me acutely aware of how important it is that I now focus on making new memories, memories that will completely and forever be free of that interloper.  This past year, and even a majority of the year or two before it, has been completely focused on starting over and rebuilding my life, but now that this is largely behind me, it’s time to refocus on living this wonderful new life with my friends and especially with my family.  It’s time to close the curtain on the second act of my life and to bring on the third!  It’s mine to own, and I’m going to make it amazing!

This me and I am proud of the fact, I love, making love to my Transgender women. I adore the sensual air that consumes me when I kiss my date goodnight! Stephen xoxo

I will be happy to know you,, and take you to dinner, you rock my soul. Stephen xoxo

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