Interesting 🤓

I suppose that I did go through those phases, as a boy, young man, trans-woman/call girl….

I transitioned in 1993, at the age of 34/35.

I “passed” quickly and easily. Ever since I was a pretty boy, girls and creepy men wanted to have sex with me. It became an integral part of who I am, or was.

These days, I’m just an old woman, no longer participating in the old games.

At 62, I’m still shaking off the feeling that every interaction with others is somehow, on some level, connected to sex.

Because of my often quite frank honesty concerning my past,(in a well known twelve step recovery group), and sex in general, people tend to get the wrong idea.

This is, of course, exacerbated by the obvious fact that people don’t come to AA because they are paragons mental health…(insert eye-roll).

I don’t think that it’s possible to estimate how many people, of both sexes, that I’ve had sex with. Having been drinking alcoholically all of my life,(after the age of 15, now sober and clean since September 21, 2017), I simply don’t remember more than a few dozen of those that made a particular impression on me, and those only short vignettes.(and I couldn’t list even those people’s names).

Now an old crone, with loose neck skin and wrinkles, still…there is flirting and innuendo…(another eye-roll).

I simply don’t participate any more. I don’t wear makeup, only wear a bra when the weather is cold, and almost always wear jeans and a t-shirt, and/or a plaid shirt.

If I never touch a black leather miniskirt and and 3,1/2" pumps again, it’ll be too soon! Hahaha 😂

Loved your essay though. Thank you Cammila.

--weezi--💜🙏🏼🦄🥳🎉