Fine tuning: Behind the scenes tweaks under the hood, so far, all is working, and hopefully will continue working. Security updates, more cool stuff. (But where is the content, oh, birthday girl?)
The short version: I came out to my younger sister a few months back, and she is accepting and supportive. My two closest friends here in Phoenix pretty much called it. ^_^;
(She gave me one of her Coach purses, and I have a Sephora gift card waiting for me. *beamles*)
Tuning out: Another blog on the sidebar is gone: Jessica-Who.com winked out a few months back. I won’t ask questions, or wonder, but I remember she posted something a while back about when transgender and crossdresser blogs close down, and various reasons why. Now, she’s one of the many who have vanished.
Today’s Vocabulary And Mini-History Lesson: The word is “Hohokam.” It is a Akimel O’odham or Pima word meaning, “Those who have vanished.” The Hohokam people were present in Arizona from around 2000 BC up through 1450 AD, after which they vanished, with almost no clues to why they had done so. Perhaps it was due to flooding, lack of irrigation that made the land salty (There is the Salt River, and tribal land east of Phoenix proper), or possibly disease, war, or other reasons.
In any case, when someone disappears, purges, signs off, goes stealth, it doesn’t mean someone doesn’t miss them. I miss someone who more or less dropped off the face of the net in late 2012/early 2013, and their disappearance has left a hole in my heart. They were an important friend to me, because, without them, I wouldn’t be here right now.
In fact, I’m not going anywhere any time soon. Remember – I’m. Still. Here.
I am "29 and holding," (I refuse to act my age!) I'm a semi-closeted tgirl, and it seems I'm finding a lot of people out there like me. (Just more adventurous, experienced, and so on and so forth.) ^_^; - I guess this *is* my much-celebrated "mid-life crisis."
I used to live in the Dark Center Of The Universe, a.k.a. somewhere in the middle of California. Forgive me if I'm not too generous with details right now. Let's just say that not too many people out there know about me. (Not even close family or friends. I'm nowhere near ready for coming out as of yet.)
'm a "part time" girl, having crossdressed on and off for over 25 years, still semi-closeted, but making gradual progress, especially in the last few years.
For the longest part of my life, it's always been something I've been ashamed of, due to my being caught by my parents quite a few times in my teens, but the urges have never went away. Fortunately, through making contact with others on the internet, and exploring online resources, I've started to come to terms with discovering who I am, and realizing it's not something to be ashamed of, and more importantly, that I'm not alone.
I've made a few contacts and friends out there, and am making progress bit by bit, getting more courageous, but always working on my image, confidence, outfits, and appearance. I still consider myself not quite passable, or ready for prime time, but the important thing is that a door was reopened to me that I thought was closed forever.
I've dedicated the rest of my life to finding out who I am, and learning to love and accept myself, no matter what the outcome. Given enough time and support from others, I'm sure I'll blossom quite well.
My guiding principle is - "It's My Time To Shine."
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