Well done and good luck Jill.

I’m a trans-woman lesbian who transitioned in 1993, after leaving the USNavy, in San Diego.

Because no one would hire me in the professions that I was experienced in,(pipe welder and aircraft mechanic), the only way to make enough money to live well in San Diego was to be a call girl…

1995;

I was a pretty boy too;

All of my life the male sexual predators and, um 'adventurous' women, have wanted to have sex with me.

I’ve been married twice, first to a woman, after our ten year marriage folded, a man…

In December of 1998 I retired to NC.

I’m 62 years old now;

I suppose that I called myself 'straight' in my teens and early twenties,(at that time the deprivations of older men were firmly shut up in the back of my mind), 'bisexual' after that.

When needed, I identified as whatever it took to get along. Gay man? Sure. Straight trans-woman? Sure. Trans lesbian? Sure. Bisexual? Whatever you’re comfortable with sweetie 😉.

These days, thankfully, I don’t need a relationship or regular sex.

What do I now “label" myself? “Human” I should think, or maybe just kinda tired, and more than a little amused at all the labels kids are throwing around these days.

Always love--weezi--💜🌈🙏🏼🦄🥳🥰❣️🙏🏼