I've just a few days ago stopped taking the last of my sleeper pills and am feeling weird but OK.

So, out of sheer boredom, I was watching Sandra Bullock in "Miss Congenality 2". Lots of T girls in this movie, some of them credible. Well at about 43 minutes from the end, she is having this girly duke out and suddenly her boobs are down round her waist and not staying where they should.

Why didn't they take that part out? I mean she knew she was filming a scene, (not a BDSM scene) but the other kind. Could she not have worn a bra? What was with that? So if her boobs aren't real, why did she not put her bags of rice in a bra?

Yes, about: The writing techniques used in "50 Shades of Grey".

If you have not read it, and recently, do not attempt to join in.

So, I posted this to push the blog I posted this afternoon off the front page. In 120 reads, it got no comments. Hmmm. Well, I know some of you can't stomach my beliefs, or maybe me in general. I feel bad. It was supposed to be a funny, tongue in cheek, jab at life.

I came here, I think in 2001. I was in bad shape. Some here nursed me through lots of hell; 5 hospitalizations in the pink, padded room. Thank you. I'm better now; have a new life.

So, I'm gonna think about this. I'm really thankful to those who have gotten to know me, you're the best.

For the last several days, SKYPE has been off. I am in Portland, Oregon, SE side. Does anyone else have that issue?

I owe my life greatly to several people here on BCTS who were strong and obstinate enough to call me on my shit years ago when I was an "endangered species".

While I seem to be soldiering on, life seems to be far too big for me at times and I am thinking of disappearing. BCTS seems to be the one pleasant and relatively peaceful place in my life, so I would perhaps not disappear from here.

In real life, I have somehow been harnessed as a stalking horse for certain GBLT activist groups and this public life is uncomfortable for me. I'd rather just quietly live my life, not revealing that I am anything but an elderly woman. I've learned some hard lessons in the last few years.

OK, so I bought "Dance of the Bacca" and was really chuffed when I got it. The problem is that it is too difficult for me to read because I have tracking problems with my eyes and need the letters to be a half an inch tall, depending.

So, authors, when you publish a book, would you please give some thought to either making it an e book or selling me the computer version so that I can magnify it on my screen?

Much peace

Gwendolyn

Some of you know that I have been working on a very frank and blunt autobiograpy. In the initial chapters there is a character who was extremely angry, violent and abusive. He swore constantly. I plan to publish this on the open market, using my old name. I think it will piss some of the family off, hopefully.

So in describing this individual do I use all the swear words that he did, or should I just try to explain how profane he was?

I have information pertenant to just you, and could save you considerable pain...

Gwendolyn

My heart is really heavy tonight. I am deeply troubled. Those with no faith in God, or are too hurt to acknowledge it may want to just stand down on this one.

This is a good video of how SRS is done. On me they re routed the vas deferns to the posterior of the faux vagina. Though I did not understand the vocabulary too well on the new proceedure, it appears as if part of the vagina is now lined with mucus producing flesh to provide moisturization.

Notice how the cavity for the faux vagina is formed. It looks like a shovel handle he's using. :)

On the one year checkup, notice that in this case, the vaginal depth seemed to be 3" or less. Do not expect to be making any porn videos with a 14 inch penis.

I'm just thinking. My apartment has bars on the window, and to get in you have to go through three locked doors. Some are very worried about Muslims killing me, but none have tried, and I don't think they will. There is no cigarette or pot smoke drifting through here. There is no yelling or fighting here. I feel protected. The only thing missing is that there are no chains and I can get out if I want to.

A few months ago, there was a story out, I thought by Cindi Lee, in which a boy was kidnapped, feminized and winds up south of the border. I think that he/she was rescued, or hope so.

This morning I have been more calmly reading about certain diagnosisies, among them PTSD and BPD, because I have both. It is astonishing that while many of us think that it takes Military combat to get PTSD, the actual facts are that one can get it from a bad car accident, or an abusive traumatic childhood.

As far as BPD is concerned, this was a bitter pill to swallow, but it now seems much easier to deal with and I am now recognizing its effect in my life.

I'm only interested in hunks here, no one else need apply. :)

I saw this article today, and wonder if she is one of us.(What I intended to say was, is she on this site?) The article says that she and her family stayed together. Was it because she was honest and straightforward in sharing with her wife? Perhaps her wife is the most remarkable person we have never met.

My own experience in coming out was like WWIII, and left utterly total destruction in its path. Every single day I have to decide not to take my life, today.

OK, I know that I could have just asked you, Erin, directly but you are so busy I was hoping to avoid bothering you, so I'm not in trouble, right?

So having gotten moved into my girl lair, I decided to buy some speakers for my computer, no more ear phones !!!! Yayyyyyyy.

Was getting on Youtube last night when the message said I had to download IE 10. It's causing all sorts of problems. :(

I know don't tell me. I'm busy trying to stop kicking my own ass.

So, all these Fey, daemon, sucubbus stories are very new to me but I have found a series that begins to pull it all into focus. "Lost Girl" available on Net Flix is really entertaining and I can just see a T version of it appearing on BCTS. Personally, Kinzi would be the likely candidate for unwanted transformation. The unwanted part is to cure reader guilt, and she turns into a dynamite looking chick, enough perhaps for the one handed readers.

So, all these stories with Fae, Sucubusses, and all that really confused me and no one would explain all the shit to me.

I've actually been living as a woman, inside my head, since the late 80's. It wasn't about being T, it was about just being me, and I thought that the correct me was an effiminate male. JC Penny used to be a great source for women's slacks, jeans, tank tops, panties and that sort of thing. So, about that time all my men's clothing was gone, except I still had to wear ladder hook boots for the work I did. They were a specialized boot with a steel insole and a higher heel to fascilitate the use of pole spikes, ladder climbing and that sort of thing.