tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177915913097546882024-03-05T22:33:27.463-08:00JACKJACKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11357753428118813718noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-417791591309754688.post-49042730026445172952010-01-11T00:00:00.000-08:002010-01-11T00:01:04.583-08:00None.Changing my name.JACKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11357753428118813718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-417791591309754688.post-83536916852854912912009-09-02T21:17:00.000-07:002010-07-12T13:57:51.159-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT-UHBbZ3Ak9zvWZ_LTVsp75xHl9E2D7WJ5qjtFstarat2VDgW42ebyBhi3ekLTLbs3S4NYkNX_Cl0lUOYuqn4jiYDpqmRreAR3UMc42GKJ7lkZLltjq4bf4OxIZXRG0QtL2AZEXhZk_k/s1600-h/DSC_0111.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT-UHBbZ3Ak9zvWZ_LTVsp75xHl9E2D7WJ5qjtFstarat2VDgW42ebyBhi3ekLTLbs3S4NYkNX_Cl0lUOYuqn4jiYDpqmRreAR3UMc42GKJ7lkZLltjq4bf4OxIZXRG0QtL2AZEXhZk_k/s320/DSC_0111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377092281881351506" /></a><br /><div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOjjqg1DKIbs9sc9ZM4ai8dZcv0GmtUt9Fd9tRF_rfa3P94w_2EQYA0LPMTBWusl-tsRRUwLfIkgbqgDeK0ihK_UrU2V1Urq7LuEMS06Ti26Uno0snp7clYC8H3TqNRRZ0-dEL0pWM7vs/s320/DSC_0143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377092433711839586" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>JACKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11357753428118813718noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-417791591309754688.post-30700268529939211702009-08-14T20:08:00.001-07:002009-08-14T20:41:00.806-07:00Blog.Blog.Blog.Blog.Blog.Alright, so this is my first blog.<div>My very talented friend <a href="http://beulahry.blogspot.com/">Kelly</a> has been writing on this for a while, and although I can't even begin to compare to her, I figured why not start one. </div><div><br /></div><div>Last night I attended my first Transgender support group. Having been gender challenged, and confused for a majority of my life, I finally did it. Those who know me probably figure it isn't that big a deal seeing as how I am Transgender and 'proud'. Shouting it. I'M TRANS. No. It was a huge deal. </div><div>I. Shook. The. Whole. Time. </div><div>I. Wanted. To. Throw. Up.</div><div>Why? </div><div>Why why why why why. Good question.</div><div>I was scared. This is real. It's not enough to get a transgender symbol tattooed on your leg. Oh no. Seeing. Talking. Listening. To people, like me. Made it real. Made who I am. Real. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I want a penis.</div><div>The end.</div><div><br /></div>JACKhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11357753428118813718noreply@blogger.com0