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I'll just put down some words, mixed together and flowing different directions I hope. Or, perhaps I'll drive down the same rutted roads I always do; it's hard to jump out of our tracks after all.

One aspect of me is that I'm transgender, and it's both a pain and a great joy. The painful part involves isolation, despair, depression and a chronic inability to function, prior to getting my hands on some hormones. The joyful part is harder to explain, maybe, but anytime we accept ourselves there's joy.

Boundaries matter a lot to me, I've learned, but I haven't figured them out. On the one hand, they can create a safe space to share myself. Intimacy is only possible with some good boundaries. But so much of how I feel seemed totally unacceptable to others, and so I created an unhealthy boundary there I guess? Are there be positive and negative boundaries? Or is there another name here I need to be using? Clearly I don't have this straight in my head.

Nature and solitude heal me. I love a nice day of hiking, and I prefer the meadows for the most part, although it is nice to sit on a peak and feel the world open up. So long as I'm not up in pure ice and rock and thin air; I don't care for that, no, not at all.

Physically male, early 40s, father to two boys, married.