“Boy or girl?”
Are they the only choices?

Hi, It’s been said about buses that you wait for ages and then two come along at once. So it seems with training requests at Chameleons. Nothing for a few months and now, there’s three on the go. Not that I am complaining, I must add. It’s a chance to get out, try and help out would-be allies, and – if we’re lucky – top up the group’s funds a little. Balancing it all with privacy and work is the tricky part. Luckily, Val has offered to help with one of the events, bless her. I think that education is key when it comes to talking about transgender matters. It’s not just the stuff about terminology – which frankly, confuses […]

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A fistful of win

Hi,  Last night was a meeting at Chams and through some good luck, I was fairly early. Unusually it was quite a quiet event given the high attendance last time. So it goes sometimes! As I got changed I had to go back to my you-need-to-cut-down corset. I think one too many ice creams haven’t helped and despite trying to, well, cut down a bit, I feel I’m not losing the weight yet. Must try harder. Still, at least my bloke jeans aren’t too snug, so maybe things are just going slowly. I don’t know about you, but I have some goto cosmetics that I love to use. As part of that learning process, I’ve bought a few things that […]

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A short one

Hi, With the summer son high in the sky and no meetings today, I went to work in shorts. Well, not *just* shorts, I did wear a shirt and trainers too. Standards, darhlink, standards. 😉 Not so much a ‘dress up Thursday’ but certainly a dress down Friday. The odd thing about clothes is that there are some that feel very different and therefore make me feel different too. My skinny jeans vs bloke cut, a flowing top vs a shirt, a flowing skirt vs… well, okay, you got me. 🙂 Going back to the shorts, I noticed that as I was walking at lunch that the length (just on the knee, natch) meant I had a similar feeling to […]

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Little Moments

Hi, It’s been a busy, almost frantic, last few days, but I’m feeling good about life. Friday has been a welcome and quiet cornerstone to the working week. A little too much travel and rushing between meetings meant Monday through to Thursday was a little too full on. Sure, it’s good to be busy. My Thursday night out went very well. Outfit wise I had a backup plan as well as a new full-length skirt and two not yet worn tops from last year’s summer sale. The skirt was also in the sale and had the added benefit of the Ever Lovely Mrs J’s blessing. Shopping can be cool, but shopping guilt free is even better in my book. 🙂 […]

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Rocks

Hi, There are days in which I feel I’m carrying a bag of rocks. I’m not sure how they get in, but there they are. Lumpy black and brown, rough-hewn shapes that clack and grind against each other. I don’t remember picking any up, but I notice the extra weight when doing any mental or emotional heavy lifting. There are times when I forget about the bag, and it rests on the ground, sullen and silent, biding the time in which it knows what distracting activity I’m in will end at some point. Lunch in the sunshine, laughing with a friend, or being lost in the moment: in all of those things, the bag is forgotten. Not empty, just ignored. […]

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Gratitude

Hi, Today has been mixed and there’s a point to this in a mo. I broke my new travel mug (boo) and before home time, I had a meeting with someone I can only describe as an arse of the first order. 🙂 The thing is, I could – and perhaps in previous years – have reflected on the bad things that happened and this would – mais oui – have coloured my view of the day…. and dare I say, not accurately. So, many moons back, I started to keep a diary for positive stuff. A daily log of three good things that happened to me. I find this Gratitude Diary – I believe that’s the term – really […]

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