Last year when they told me at the hospital that I was dying I thought of my oldest rescue kitten. She likes to sleep on my thigh and will ask me to chase her through the house or bring me her favorite ball for a game of fetch. Told them I had to get home and play with her, didn't have time to die this time around.
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Anger. I was running a marathon and it was about mile 22. My legs were way past tired and starting to cramp. I could barely raise my head. It was getting cold and I just made myself angry. Somehow I was able to go the last 3 or 4 miles to finish
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Booze it took booze to over come my fear of being public about my crossdressing.
It was New years Eve long ago I was home alone, just got home after busting my ass at work.
Friends call me up and asked if I wanted to go out. Nah, I told them. I was to beat to go out to party.
So I drank some beers and ate dinner home. I took a few shots of Bourbon whisky and I started to feel loose.
I had this warm feeling and ended up having this need to dress up.
Well I had this black cocktail dress just hiding in the closet. I put the fucker on and drank some more. (I never did the whole make-up and wigs shit. I never wanted to be female. So get that out of your head now)
Music going, I'm dancing by myself.
Next thing I knew I was calling a cab to come pick me up.
This was my first time wearing anything of womens out in public. The booze gave me the balls to call a cab, go to a bar and go dancing.
I had a fucking blast. I was a chick magnet that night (this was before I meet my wife) all the girls wanted to dance with the guy in a dress.
I never looked back since. I been open about my crossdressing ever since then
Simple determination and a need to complete the task.
I can think of some grueling days backpacking in which we had to reach a certain destination before nightfall. Or certain jobs that were hard. Or certain college courses that I was determined to pass. Or weed eating all day on my property on hot days. I could go on and on. There have been lots of things.Going through my divorce was the most difficult time of my life.
I woke up one day…I turned my pain into understanding and love for my children…I found my own evil to change my life to where we are now.When I know I won’t just take it anymore…and I struggle…but then I see actual improvement. THEN I’m encouraged to keep going.
No one particular thing. You just have to find a way to get through it. You don't have a choice.
I gave my mental health medications a chance to work instead of refusing to take them at all. I know see things that happen and how I wish I could take them back.
just being done with it all and needing to move forward with my life, so i gotta do what it takes
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