Teaganlee Goes HRT

So I'm now in my 7th week of HRT...and not sure why I'm posting this but I posted to FB n f@#k it! I'll share it here too! So, I've really been thinking about life in great depth and detail trying to see it with an objective point of view... While pondering situations with my business, with my relationships, with my porn career, with my family, with my confusions and with my conquests... I've been really focusing in on were it's taking me and where I want to go...then suddenly I realized, for once I'm not afraid. I'm not hung up on living the "right way" or anyway I have ever been shown by family or old friends for that matter...but I've remembering to live for me, today! To quote an inspirational artist and poet (Michael Larson a.k.a. Eyedea) I must my past to make the future, today...! I use the past to make the future, today! This seemed so simple but I wasn't doing this in my own life. And then all the tumblers seemed to fall into place, like if I've had a moment of clarity and somehow found myself there accidentally but quite necessarily.

So now I'm forty years young this year 2018 and I just now finally feel I've found, accepted and like me for me... I can see it so clear now who I was fighting and why. I was battling a reality that I couldn't see myself in nor could see myself surviving through. But within that moment when the walls came crashing down for me, I understood that in this clarity I am indeed strong enough! In fact I'm more than strong enough, despite all the trails and tribulations that will undoubtedly come my way now and again, I am now and always have been in full control of my reality. I can truly shed once and for all the restraints of this oppressive narrow minded world that I thought I was trying to gain the acceptance of. Only now I know because I can feel that it was the world that was desperately seeking my acceptance of it... in by doing so I know in my heart of hearts I don't ever have to have apprehensions and social fear expressing myself. I'll never be ashamed of myself again. I will embarrass and embrase every wonderful moment I've been given in this world. For once appreciating the gift of my place in it... I actually feel (as cliche as it is) pride. Pride in expressing all my crazy ideas, styles and issues as my own, to own and be proud of such whether the outcome be good bad or indifferent! ...I see such a blinding undeniable hope now in that, I'm truly going to be okay.... it's something I've honestly never realistically felt inside myself ever! ...it really always seemed to me just a vague off in the distance dream I had for myself. An wishful lofty idea I so long harbored an ability of ascertaining one day, maybe, but realistically unattainable and tragically out of reach.....

I've never been happier to be so wrong about something!