It's that time kids...The end of a year, which of course always forces us to think "What the Bleep?" Did I do that?
As 2016 rapidly approaches, it's time to do just that...over a couple posts.
First things first though. Yesterday Liz and I attended the one year memorial of the tragic suicide of transgender teen Leelah Alcorn. The tough subject was handled with class and dignity.
2015 for me also marked the most serious health scare of my life, which resulted in suspension of my estrogen until the Doc's tracked my liver/iron problems. Fortunately, the first new prescription (of two) came in the mail recently (as you probably read here in Cyrsti's Condo.) I never had to stop my testosterone blocker though.
Estrogen is a funny critter. Over the years I have found many in the "community" have taken the hormone illegally to the point of injury. And, others have used the fact they were on estrogen mainly to brag and seemingly use it to hammer others. Something like "Whoo Hoo!" I'm on the 'Juice' -nadee-nadee-boo boo!
Then there is Maria!: