Dreams

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Dreams can be fun. Dreams can be bothersome. I am very fortunate that I seldom have nightmares. I don’t think I have ever had a night terror. Most of my dreams start out of nowhere and fade into nowhere. Many involve my life in the military and the jobs I had. They are never unpleasant. I also have dreams that involve the work I have done since I retired from the military. I worked In loss control for insurance companies. It was interesting work, and I was good at it. I also dream about making love to wonderful women, including my wife of more than 50 years.

I recognized my dysphoria mope than 60 years ago. I knew I desired feminine qualities; breasts were definitely at the forefront. After I retired from the military, I started experimenting with natural hormones and clinical hormones. The results were satisfying and continue to be satisfying. Unfortunately, close to 20 years ago, I was diagnosed with prostate cancer. The botched surgery left me hospitalized for almost a month. It was more than six months before I could work. I was also totally impotent and incontinent. The good side is that I am in relatively good health. My dysphoria remains unchanged. I continue to read and write about subjects that satisfy my mentality.

Now, back to dream. I was walking down a strange road that overlooked what appeared to be a court in a shopping mall. There were observers saying they wished they could get down there, but the wait was too long. I didn’t want to wait and I found an elevator that would take me to the lower levels. There was no problem, and the next thing I knew, some folks were leading me to a theater like room.

“We know you are already qualified, so you won’t have to go through any of the qualifying steps. This is just part of the process. We need to get you to the next process point.”

They led me to a small shop where several employees/attendees started working on me. They were probing, massaging, and manipulating my genital area. It did not take long. Within minutes, I had a functional vagina. In nearly 80 years of dreams, I never felt the euphoria and happiness that I felt at that moment. My guides took me to other shops where additional improvements were incorporated. Honestly. I have never had a dream that affected me this way. I guess it is a confirmation.

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Andrea Lena's picture

I need to remind you of how instrumental your encouragement has been over the years. This narrative is so typical of the things that have moved me forward and even given me great comfort in moments of challenge, Thank you, dear friend!

  

To be alive is to be vulnerable. Madeleine L'Engle
Love, Andrea Lena