My Christmas day when to hell with 1 phone call this afternoon . Our friend Jimmy never woke up this morning . The big guy (6'6") was 54 and probably had an aneurysm as he was in the hospital with headaches .
We have lost to many friends and family very young
Rest in Peace Jimmy you will be missed

Well, I have had a busy Christmas.

Sharon called me not long after I had come home and gone to bed, telling me that she had fallen, and was bleeding.

I drove over, picked up her and my daughter, took Sharon to the hospital and brought my daughter to my house to wait for word.

Finally, about 2:30, she called and we went and picked her back up at the hospital and took her and my daughter to their home.

Well, I had a nice day with my daughter. We opened presents, watched "Muppet Christmas Carol" and "How the Grinch stole Christmas" (the cartoon version), and it was very very nice.

I am so very grateful that I have her in my life.

Well, I saw a psychologist today, and got a prescription for a mood stabilizer.

I really hope this works ...

I saw this on Facebook and wanted to share this holiday good cheer.
https://www.facebook.com/video.php?v=10153003404704073&fref=nf
random act of kindness

On Facebook I have encountered a young Mormon woman who feels she is male. Sigh !!! And looking at her facial features, it seems likely that she has some sort of intersex issue. She is one of those women who can look female with long hair, and with short hair and perhaps a bit of Testosterone look male perhaps. As you probably already can suss out, Dad is not speaking to her and Mom is in tears. This to me is the pain road ...

And *I* am 57.

Damn it. Is that AARP with a battering ram at my door?

John in Wauwatosa

Do you guys mind if I stand on a soapbox for moment?

I saw the movie "Big Hero 6" today.

I had been struggling with my emotions after having a flashback, and so I decided to do something to shake myself out of it rather than stew, and so I went to the movie.

It is an awesome movie, but what hit me was the themes, which I found pretty profound for a Disney film - grief, vengeance, and justice.

Becoming Julie: My incredible journey by Julie Clarke. I have left out a link so that readers can use this site's own one.

I was bored, and so I went to Amazon and put in the search term 'transsexual', to be given the usual deluge of crap ranging from p0rn to Janice bloody Raymond. In the middle was this book.

A small number might have noticed that I am no longer using the username of Payter Eketta. Well there is a reason for this. Back in June of 2012 I finally started getting treated for PTSD/Depression by the VA. My PTSD is combat-related due to Desert Shield/Storm. However, my depression has absolutely nothing to do with my PTSD. After many years of struggling with myself I am finally going to ask my Therapist for a referral to the Gender Clinic in the Jamaca Plain Campus of the Boston VA. I also had lunch with my daughter (my youngest) today and told her about my decision.

Hey guys and gals. I know I dissapeared for like 4 months. I just lost interest in writing and really everything. I kinda got depressed but I think im past that. Ive decided to start posting some of my poetry. I know its not very good but I woild like to share it with you guys. Please check it out and let me know what you think

♥Jessica♥

As I will be having my daughter this weekend, I don't expect to be online much.

So I am gonna ask you guys for a favor.

Will you be extra nice to each other this weekend?

For me?

Thanks!

All is well other than a large amount of bleeding overnight and a trip to Doctors office for a clean wrap . Next week when the stitches come out I get a cast almost up to my knee "whoopee joy" for 4 or 5 weeks . Sponge baths at the sink again . Thank to all for the kind words and thoughts . HUGS AND KISSES :-) RICHIE

So, I've just posted the first chapter of Bellona which is a Hyperverse story. Since Bellona occurs chronologically before the rest of the stories, I'm focusing on it first before all my other writing. At least that's what I've decided now. This all may change.

On a side note, my deviated septum surgery has been a success and things are better. I had a medication change up which seems to be working better than what I was on before for some of my issues.

Good things it seems... for now...

*knocks on wood....

Be awesome everyone.

So there I was, trying to decide what to do about xyz, when it suddenly occurred that I hadn't actually done a full system backup for a good few months, having been dashing off Julina stories and the like.
So I thought, on Saturday afternoon, I would just invest the few hours it would take, and instigated a full backup.

This was a mistake.

Several problems raised their 'pretty' heads.

According to my mother 62 years ago, my dad came home from the office party the worse for wear. Trying not to make much noise, he went up stairs carrying his shoes which he then managed to drop down them. My mother was rather pregnant and I appeared the next morning, all 5lb 2oz of me. The morning was the 3rd December 1952. (A week later the Christine Jorgensen story broke - pure coincidence, I expect).

This rebuts all rumours about my being found under a gooseberry bush, though some might like to see me there now.

Well; I’m here. I’m not sure why, but I’ll start by pointing out I have a sissy fetish. Getting in touch with my feminine side through gender-swapping my clothing, altering my figure with removable prosthetic breast/hips (Thanks TheBreastFormStore!!!), applying makeup, and wigs sexually “does it for me”. Honestly, just as much as heterosexual sex.

WOW! so it's been a while huh? I honest have been busy. Right now I"m currently working a part time call center job. bringing in 200 a week. For food and rent as well as bills. 350 a month. (sweet deal right?) Well I really had to fight to get it. and my life. So once again my connection with the PRices are permanently cut. Especially after the flaming perfume fiasco that gave me quite a shiner. Sister moved to Arizona and all that leaving me alone with the one who tried to seriously maim me with said perfume. Long story short. I'm still alive.

Hi Everyone. There have been a few times when I was in a jam and the wonderful users here @ BigCloset have helped me out immensely. Whether it was helping me buy a new mattress/boxspring for Bill and I when we were stuck in a motel during the mold cleanup, or helping me setup a fund to get a vehicle and get my life back on track, and even helping us come up with the security deposit for the apartment we are in.

So it's now that I come to you with my hat in my hand, and my heart in my throat, asking for help once again.

On facebook I belong to a group that revolves around playing the game Real Racing 3 (awesome game by the way) and I am quite active in it. I was talking to one of the people who play the game and we got to talking about my books and that led me to revealing that I am transgender.

Their response:

You want to be a guy, I don't see it.

Priceless. With all the dark and dreary, I needed that.

I finally got the referral for the PICC line and am now on antibiotics for the next 6 weeks. Each morning I have to go in and get a daily IV as well as carry around this pump that gives me IVs three times a day.

They put the PICC line in and I promptly proceed to tear half of it out getting into my car (It got caught on the seat or something as I leaned getting in). Doctor is still using the line though it's now at the mid point, he might change it by wednesday.

Not too long ago I was contacted by someone from Poland about doing an interview. Can you imagine? Poland? Didn't know I made it there, guess I should put another thumbtack in the big map I have. Anyway, they run a pretty big blog and have interviewed a lot of notable people and decided to include me. I guess to some I'm a heroine. I hope I'm not too addictive.

If anyone cares, and I can't imagine anyone not caring, here is the interview link. Share a comment here and there.
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Well, I got some good news, and some bad news.

First, the good news - My birth certificate arrived today, so I am one step closer to getting a passport to go to Arizona for my consult.

Now, the bad news - Sharon called saying it looks like she might be getting her surgery in December, and she called about having me or mom take time off work to look after Samantha. Problem is, both my mom's work and mine don't give time off in December, and so now I feel like a failure as a parent ...

So I'm back again at home and there's much to do.

The trip over was fine and we had a reasonable time, but since returning I've struggled to do much at all.