Moving on

I have reached this plateau with the changes I am making. At this time and moment I can not move on and know that I have come too far to go back.
Until I get my appointment with Richard Curtis, I feel there is the need to report here when something happens and not to moan about work and other stuff.

I have found the adventure so far pretty challenging and have learned a lot about myself along the way. Now it is time to move on and get other aspects of my life sorted starting with alcohol. It has been the cause of a lot of problems over the years but not as bad as I used to be, however in saying this I am still dependant on the stuff.

Keep looking in as I will report on aspects like my laser sessions and my appointments.

Until then, stay safe and take care.


xxx Hugs Katy xxx

And

So I was saying in my last post just how good a girl I have become. Yeah right!
I ran out of ciggies last night and sloped off down to the bar to get some more, got chatting and drinking and had might craic :) It was nice but however I feel the effects this morning. Oh no not of the booze but feel so tired after the late night. This job of mine can get like that at times which is why I have deicded to call it a day at the end of this year.

Again though, I got chatting about the reasons why I left the UK and nearly blurbed about my situation but nevr did thankfully. People here are interested to where your accent is from.

Having been awake since 6:30, I have gotten into that chain of waking up at the same time each morning. This time I have realized that there is no need to leave until 9am to fetch the bus.

Tuesday is a day of thought that is keeping me going though. This is the day that I get to myself and the prospects of shopping in Galway. I am still pushing myself to browse and make purchases of clothes. I am getting there slowly and an attempt every week or so builds my confidence little by little.
I still find there is little point in buying clothes at the moment but on the other hand is the fact that I need to start my wardrobe off for the fututre.

Saturday night blues

Here I sit in my room with no real interest in going out on the town. Firstly I could not enjoy myself as I am very tired and secondly I want to be one of those girls singing drunkenly :( Hmmm

I have been thinking a lot lately about all this stuff that has gone on and realized that soaking it all up in booze never made the slightest bit of difference. Yes I am after having one pint but slowly sipping at that and will probably fall asleep shortly.
Ok it did bring the issues surrounding my situation to light but no more than that really. People actually thought I was mad by what I was saying and put it down to the drunken state I was in.
I guess now that I have come to my senses a little more now and am looking at a distance learning course that covers amazingly Gender Issues. I am changing my whole life around for the good now and can see how hard but worthwile it could be.

Still taking little steps and no big leaps :)

xxx Katy xxx

Ouch Ouch Ouch

Laser: ouch!
Other hair removal: Ouch
And for the sympathy: Ouch

I have found that laser hurts like hell and plucking hairs is not too bad one by one but from the nose is worse than anything that I have been through until now.
Hey but I think that all these little things might be just worth while and to think that what GG's go through is a little less pain than what I have been through to get this far :) Ok I might just be wrong

Transition.

Ok I have been talking a lot of blurb just lately but hey it has got to be better than the depressing stories of earlier this year.

I am on a high right now and have been told that July is kind of quiet so I can make plans for my first consultation in London and hope that I can soon get onto HRT. I cannot believe that I now feel comfortable with this situation and am prepared to share my feelings. I have been looking back in reflection and wondering where I would have been if I had never joined up with the Angels Forum. Hmmm well I did and this has all been let out. I have become more confident but at the same time still very shy in the company of females. Looking in the mirror these days have become more pleasant and am comfortable with the person that is looking back at me. However in saying this I find the lower regions very disgusting indeed.
I am now able to talk to people without masking it through drink and have gained a healthier lifestyle. These days I would rather just be by my laptop and not sat at the bar. Ok the last post suggests different but I do enjoy a few drinks to unwind in the evening but am aiming to get away from that as it still is a dependence.

Recently I have been bogged down with a cold and have used this to my advantage to loose the weight I recently gained. It is so tempting to take 3-course dinners and fried breakfasts every day.

So if I look back and ask myself abut transition, I think that I have actually become a better person and it has helped my lifestyle.

As to the other side of clothes, I have decided to set myself another set of targets.
I now want to get onto HRT and start making the physical changes before the vanity part of this whole thing kicks in. I have to get people used to the fact that I am physically changing and have always said that the vanity part is just the icing on the cake.

Ok I had better be off to try and shunt the bus from where it is parked :(

Katy's evil little thoughts.

Well here I am in another hotel and another tour. Hmmm ok that's the boring bit out the way.

Once upon a time, there was this person who had a great beaming personality and could bring a smile to anyone that they met. But this person had a secret which nobody knew. When the sun went down and after all the Guinness had been drunk, she felt very much alone and rejected from the world that she lived in.
It was only in recent times that this lass realized just what she needed to do in order to make life what is was intended, kick out bob and become her real self :).

Ok 3 pints of Bud and I can write crap :)

As of late I have been subject to lots of hotels, being a prostitute would account for this or merely a coach driver:) I have some issues that not many of you out in this wonderful world could relate. Is it a man thing, for men invent some of the most stupid things going: ........
Revolving doors: Dragging you case through these can be a nightmare especially when you have a case for bob stuff and a case for the evening "secret stuff" ;)I can manage most things but these type of doors can be a persons worst fear especially when you have to shuffle to get through and realize that at the side is a normal door that you could have just opened. :(

Talking lifts: those things that ask you to select your floor and tells you the direction that you are going and the fact that the doors have just closed.

Old habits

It's kinda funny how the mind works. I have been very conscious lately of eating and drinking habits, something in the past that I have not really cared about. I think it could be put down to the slobberish male nature that we all have to adhere to.
I have cut back on my drinking but had a mad session the other evening, but am quite content to have a drink now with my meal and to unwind but nothing like last year.
Having just gone downstairs for my first cigarette of the day, I have just come to realise that I no longer enjoy or need the effects of nicotine and knows that I need to quit to be able to go on HRT. I also now hate the smell that it causes so watch this space.

My diet is extremely varied now however I have put a little weight in through the good food that I am eating so will have to suppress the need for fatty foods and desserts.

I am not sure why I am feeling this way but really not worried and not going to question it any more. :)