I’m a boy hehehe

In the search for employment, I have filled out my share of questions, at a so called attempt to ‘get to know my personality’, ha good luck, cause I’m one of a kind. I have filled out applications twice and three times over, answering the same questions, with the same freaking answers. Yet, for some reason I come to Arby’s applications and get stuck on one question in particular, ‘What accomplishment are you most proud of’ or something to that effect. All that crosses my mind is the fact of how far I have come in this transition, how far i have made it, alive. I have by far lived an easy life, and I have been on my own since I was 15, I have managed to hold my self together through this Pinocchio dream of mine. I have made it through, therapy, I am now legally male. I AM A BOY! i have stayed alive in when the streets bet against me. How are you suppose to right that on an application? I don’t have a degree, or a million dollars, a family thats…sane, I dont have much of anything, but I have accomplished becoming a very strong and well rounded man. Isn’t that worth anything?

All of this came from me sitting here thinking about that questioned, me thinking about how far I have come in my transition and in my life. It has put a…smirk, not quite a smile, but making me feeling like I can go farther if i just try, slow it down to sort things out, as i read in someone diary tonight…look at myself as if I were a house with a whole bunch of locked doors. Opening them one at a time, so it isnt to much to process at once.

Guess what..i’m a boy 🙂

I am proud of my accomplishment, of the man that I have become.

You know, sometimes the things that aggravate Sara really make my skin boil. Such as the fact she currently got frustrated over the fact I did not put Rover back together while she was in the shower. Sorry for wanting to express myself. Ugh woman, they want you to be intouch with you inner self and express your feelings which us men can’t seem to manage to do in  a healthy manner, i find away and I get scuffs for it. I don’t get it.

Time to put rover back together, get my dick wet, smoke a bowl, and sleep. Tomorrow is a new day

-D.j