So, this is my first blog post of December. A month I hate as the part of the reason I have PTSD happened 24+ years ago this month, the other part was the worst Real IRA bombing in Northern Ireland.
Apart from that this month was also the month I was born. Though I am in my 40’s I don’t think of it as my birthday any more. Why? Well I was born a boy. I didn’t really start living my true self until I came out as a Trans Woman almost 2 years ago (Jan/Feb 2020). This is what I now count as my birthday. So I am almost 50 yet also only 2. Strange lol.
I have still been going to my local LGBT+ group here in my home town, but its hard thanks to said PTSD. I can not stop there long without my stress becoming to much. I really hate this time of year lol.
So I have already made some New Years promises to myself, Here they are.
- Be a good girl and stop wasting money on stuff you don’t need.
- Loose weight.
- Hopefully find a wonderful woman who likes me for me and accepts me for me.
Simple ones but they are what my goals are for next year.
Well I wont be doing another blog post until January when my PTSD becomes more bearable.
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