I've wanted to be an Author all my life. Unfortunately, the forces of a life of parental abuse and after kept me distracted for a long, long time. Coming to Big Closet, almost as soon as it opened, my writing was awful despite the fact that I had taken Creative Writing courses even in the late 50s in school. For me, School was a happy place, giving me a chance to escape my tormentors and to be able to play. My grades were way below acceptable, almost failing and I did not care, a fact that exasperated my teachers.

I remember submitting a manuscript around 75' and was told that I should try to be a Hollywood Screenwriter. Unfortunately, family responsibilities kept me from that and now it is easy to see that was wasted. The two children and my X are a total disaster. Thankfully, my youngest, adopted daughter is 14 years younger than the others and is the light of my life and keeps me from total regret.

I am not the best or even a very good author at BCTS, finally accepting that I am not even TG, and now see my Sex Change Surgery as a mistake that I made because I am so gullible. Though, in the years that I have been here, I believe my writing is much better. I had a long life in the Trades and rose to the top, ignoring my unmet needs for a long time. Perhaps I'll start ratting out some of the illegal things I have seen? Who knows if I'll last long enough to bring any change? At 76 who knows?

Gwen