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I think that summer was when I learned about the meaning of bittersweet. The victory of being able to appear to the world as girl was, if I look at it now, resplendent.  It was a relief, and it was a vindication. The pain, however, made it all bittersweet. Dr. Greenberg's restrictions ended up being very necessary.  I generally spent all my time in bed, lying on the couch, or sitting on my donut-shaped pillow.  Walking barefoot across the floor with anything but feathery steps could cause me great pain on many days.  I took showers only, as sitting in a bathtub would have been way too painful. Dad's primary client, the one that made him q

I think that summer was when I learned about the meaning of bittersweet. The victory of being able to appear to the world as girl was, if I look at it now, resplendent.  It was a relief, and it was a vindication. The pain, however, made it all bittersweet. Dr. Greenberg's restrictions ended up being very necessary.  I generally spent all my time in bed, lying on the couch, or sitting on my donut-shaped pillow.  Walking barefoot across the floor with anything but feathery steps could cause me great pain on many days.  I took showers only, as sitting in a bathtub would have been way too painful. Dad's primary client, the one that made him q

October 19, 2009 7:30pm Well, it's done.  I am Amanda Jean McCallum, DOB: 10/19/91.  I have a new SS#, a new birth certificate and a new driver's license.  My car has new license plates registered to me, and my insurance policy rolled over to my name without a hitch.  FairTrade Credit Union gave me checking and savings accounts with no problem.  I have set up the transfer of most of my money from the Caymans account, but I may leave some money there just in case. I got home tonight and setup my email account at Gmail, set up a new Facebook account and sent friend requests to Tricia, Martin,

To make this all work out, Jon had to be back to being Jon by 4 or 5 in the morning, and Amy had to assume her new identity by that time as well. They wasted no time moving forward with the plan. Since Amy had the biggest hands at the moment, she did Jon's injection and then her own. Jon had already changed back into his original men's dress shirt, and then once he was on the couch he put his legs inside his boxers and dress pants. He had offered his girl skirt outfit to Amy, but Brandon girl took it.  "She's going to be younger. And she's going to be a boy.  But this outfit will look so cute on me!" "You're going to be a boy?" Jon asked A

Washing long hair was a pain.  Debbie reached her arms in the shower to help me, but I was on my own pretty much.  By the time I actually got to wash and explore the rest of my new body, I was half-distracted by the thoughts of cutting my hair down to shoulder length or to just below my chin.  Those styles we not in fashion for kids or young adults, but I was thinking about maybe just cutting it so it was up to my shoulder blades when I realized that I had been washing my new body with soap and not even thinking about it. For some reason, I was obsessed with my feet.  That's not the part of the body yo

With everyone on assignments, I sat down and started going through all the reports and pictures.  Agents Smith and Rogers had done a very thorough investigation if the Timmons household, and as I read through their description of the contents of the house and the photographs, I found myself twirling some of my hair in my fingers.  I looked up when I realized it to see Nikki looking up at me, smiling. "Honey, I was wondering how long you were going to do that until you realized." There was laughter in her voice. I must have looked embarrassed, because she followed up with, "It's okay, we're all finding ourselves doing different things.". "I

Day 1 They've given me the injections.  So, for the next 24 hours, I wait to molt.  Every 24 hours my body will shed its skin (more on that in a minute) and I come one step closer to who I'm supposed to be. I will have to molt 8 times to get to the approximate age I want to be. They can't guarantee my exact age when this is done, but I'm aiming for ten. I want to be ten again, and this time I want to be a pretty girl. Today I am 5'8", 165lbs and hating myself. I have to wear a hospital gown each day since I'm going to change every day. I'm told that each day my body will push all its unwanted tissue and cells (skin, tissue, muscle, bone,

Tom Marsden left the conference room with a roll of his eyes.  Steve felt his smile fade as Tom left, and he turned back to Richard. "Well, I wish we had let Maggie wait for us... if we'd only known it was going to be that short of a meeting," he said to Richard. Richard put his palms up to the sky as if to say, "oh well" and shrugged.  "Maggie and I were going to discuss your two week adjustment and testing itinerary with you tonight.  We could do it now." "No.  I need to sit here and think for a moment." Steve put his palms flat on the table and closed his eyes.  It almost seemed like the room was beginning to spin around him as he trie

Cleveland County Sheriff's Office Norman, Oklahoma Report of Video Transcript Date of Transcript: 10/11/11 Length: 00:47:27 Date of Recording: 10/10/11 Transcriptor: Deputy Thomas Barnes Casefile: CCSD-201110110037 Video Transcripted in evidence of missing person. Subject(s) Missing: Lawrence Glendower, Jr. DOB 2/16/1996 3028 27th Ave, N.E. Norman, OK 73071 Report Date: 10/11/11 Report Made by: Marianne Glendower Relation to Subject: Mother Last reported sighting: 10/10/11 3:00pm Location: 3028 27h Ave, N.E. Norman, OK 73071 Transcript begins interior shot of Glendower reidence - Comfirmed by investigating officer. Subj

your essence between my teeth thin strips of what you were born with smoked hard by every wrong you've done served as dinner to an unrelenting soullessness that haunts each day in which I breathe never for the taste it's the struggle twiny strands of regret I bite and pull to satisfaction unfathomable your not so secrets sacrificed once I've gently fingered free mistrust denial lies slips tricks inevitable indiscretions all to my trusted hand greasy with what you've freed I am whole again

I think that summer was when I learned about the meaning of bittersweet. The victory of being able to appear to the world as girl was, if I look at it now, resplendent.  It was a relief, and it was a vindication. The pain, however, made it all bittersweet. Dr. Greenberg's restrictions ended up being very necessary.  I generally spent all my time in bed, lying on the couch, or sitting on my donut-shaped pillow.  Walking barefoot across the floor with anything but feathery steps could cause me great pain on many days.  I took showers only, as sitting in a bathtub would have been way too painful. Dad's primary client, the one that made him q