“About” is always so arrogant, isn’t it? Let’s just call it “Who am I?”
I am a 59 year old FTM transgendered man named Daniel. I am many things. I am a cook who is not quite a chef. I am just now beginning my journey into “official” transitional status, which isn’t as big a deal as I thought it would be, mostly because my gay brothers have always been reasonably accepting of me through the decades anyway, so it’s not as traumatic as it could’ve been.
I’m a reasonably happy soul in my head but on the outside, I have a low frustration level, a low boredom level and I’m too intelligent and don’t know when to keep my mouth shut.
I do plan to explore all these things in this blog. I plan to tell my story, ab ovo although probably not chronologically. I wish to try to break down and understand my mental illness as I go along, along with my photography, my beloved characters in Second Life, which psychologically probably say more than I know, and my cooking and my weight loss.
If it doesn’t sound too boring, I invite you along with me. It can’t be too bad, now can it? A terminally depressed, terminally angry, freakish, freakishly intelligent transman who’s living the life of crazy in a wealthy suburb of Detroit (honeybunnyboo, all of Oakland County is wealthy!) while trying to make ends meet on SSDI one day at a time.
C’mon, I grew up in rural Texas. How long will it take before you hear snake-handling stories? (Hint: not long.) Hopefully my grammar and sentence structure will improve, too; it’s 0340 and I’m a bit tired.