So, out at last, at the still relatively young but fairly tardy age of 35. I am trans female, I have been since before puberty, though I've been hiding from it in a cowardly fashion. For anyone wondering, Leelah Alcorn's tragic death has been part of the catalyst for my emergence. The other influence has been my spouse: the most wonderful and understanding person ever to come into my life.
My birth-assigned name is Anthony. The name I will now be living under is Eleanor (Since I feel the need for kickass female role models to inspire me, Eleanor of Aquitaine and Eleanor Roosevelt fit the bill). "Andreea" is just a name I pulled off 20000 Names, and bears no relevance at all. Be good if the admins could help me change it, actually...
Blogging the progress of my transition at https://burnseleanor21.wordpress.com/
So far, have only consulted with a GP and obtained a referral to the psychiatrist... and taken a load of pueraria mirifica pills, which probably wasn't very wise. But so many years in that musty old closet of pretend "normality" have not bred patience in me.
"When you adopt the standards and the values of someone else or a
community or a pressure group, you surrender your own integrity. You
become, to the extent of your surrender, less of a human being." (Eleanor Roosevelt)
