Monday, February 10, 2014
Carefree pasts
Saturday, February 8, 2014
Revitalized girl
Well between the rain dampening my bones and the return of the gale force winds thoughts went back to creature comforts.
Okay they're flat ballet pump styled but let's be honest here with the effects of my cerebral palsy on walking as fanciful as heels might be, the one big problem I have is being able to walk maintaining my balance and I wobble badly in heels (maybe I need crutches?) so practicality wins out.
One the other hand they are feminine, do possess a bow and are sufficiently school like to wear with my uniform.
Sunday, February 2, 2014
Waiting or making things happen
It may be just over four weeks off but my thoughts are very much centred around that time not least ideally you'd review the last year and most of us were encouraged to keep a journal of what we did, where went, what we learned and critically what we felt which would of helped with understanding how I felt about me and my life and perhaps of aided some sort of maturity which I'll be honest, I know I lack.
Something I think I do think might of helped me grow up at least a bit more which I do really need to would of been to had spent rather more of actual childhood in Girl Guiding, learning new skills, developing more confidence, learning to be a "do-er", being very much one of the girls.
Being able to show what I could learn, having a place in the scheme of things, learning to give more of myself rather than expecting others to do it really was the thing and perhaps it is time to consider something along those lines to help me grow up.
Saturday, January 25, 2014
Saturday, January 18, 2014
Sleeping well
I've never had a Big bed in all my life outside of vacations just a junior one with a shortie mattress like those you get for 'classic' bunk beds
Sunday, January 12, 2014
Skirting around the issue
It's not often I talk much around gender identity at least in part because I've known mine for eons so it's kinda old hat to me plus I got tired of snarky debates around who was really what what in various trans forums because to me I'm just that-me, being me. I mean, if it said girl on my birth certificate you wouldn't care.
Also as a number of you have actually seen me for real, you know cos you sensed it, we didn't need to say anything.
Overlooking the wrong uniform colours, this could of been so easily me had at the age of ten had I had been allowed to wear a skirt to school and I still can't see what was so wrong with that idea. Gee, I always draw myself as girl back then, something the psychologists I saw for other issues did pick up on so why the heck not?
Ironically some schools from time to time attempt to ban skirts today!
Saturday, January 11, 2014
Bonds revisited
I like to have my hair ruffled and stroked.






