In this episode I speak about bottom surgery, my crappy experience with the surgeon who was kinda of an airhead. The affect’s of testosterone blocker and my second long term relationship and his mother.

Anxiety wasn’t my friend in 2011, after getting my implants that summer. That following fall of decided that I wanted a job at a big discounted retail store. Winners was going to be my taste of working with fashion. But because of my anxiety it took a different turn. And I’m 2012 I’d go in a different direction and adventure. Listen in on this fun story. There’s so much more to me than you realize.

Trichotillomania

Listen to my story about this. Not so often talked about disorder.

Trichotillomania is part of a group of conditions known as body-focused repetitive behaviors. More information is listed at the website below.

https://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/trichotillomania/symptoms-causes/

There’s nothing like sports bars and collage guys, as well getting my first surgery to feel more like me, getting my breast implants. My plastic surgeon was Dr Silverman right here in Ottawa. I’ll never forget the day I had them done June 7th 2011. Listen in on this short story.

Disclaimer: this episode talks about drug addiction. This story I speak about living with a sibling who becomes addicted to pain medication and then makes your life a living hell. The turn of events in this story is life changing. Something I’ll never ever forget.

Disclaimer this episode speaks about suicide attempt. If you need help text 988 in Ontario Canada. My mental health became worse before it got better. The inner voices were louder and telling me to do things. My therapist would end up putting me on strong antipsychotic medications. But there was light at the end of the tunnel because I’m a survivor.

We were the three angels but all of us were trans, We had the redhead, the brunette and the blonde. We were inseparable. We did everything together and these girls really changed my life. So much so that my life would never be the same.

When you’re in your late teens, one is not always smart. One is not always thinking of their actions. And you think your a know it all. We’ll listen in on this short story from a night of partying.

It was Toronto Pride 2000. I was at Fly nightclub and this red headed girl comes up to me as I was standing under a light wearing a platinum blonde wig, a white top with white feathers attached and white pvc gogo shorts and white pvc pleaser platforms. / My friend Nickolas had done a painting of me in 1996 when I was still doing baby drag. You can see that painting here https://www.instagram.com/p/CCcPxtcAVT2/?igsh=MTJsNWgzcnBnY2lpNQ== ,It was based off an outfit my ex roommate had bought me it had cost $200 at the time. It was a two piece pearl pvc pencil skirt and jacket with white faux fur and fit like a glove.

Summer air, nighttime street lights. Cars drive by slowly some stop for a moment and their windows are rolled down. What’s your name they ask?.