A Diary of a Transgender Woman:

March 8th, 2025

My day was pretty uneventful. I started at about 5 a.m. CST and met my partner for breakfast around 9 a.m. CST. While I was driving this morning, I was thinking about some of the news reports I had read the day before. One was how Texas is trying to get it to where transgender people could be charged with fraud and sent to prison for 2 years and up to $10,000 in fines. They are claiming that if we are not able to have our gender marker changed on our birth certificates, we were able to get the marker changed on our driver's licenses and passports. We are, in effect, committing Identity Theft. I feel that the government is creating problems where there is no need to be any. There are much bigger problems in the USA than letting 1% of 1% of the population live their lives as they see fit. Just because I was born, AMAB does not give the government the right to dictate how I want to live. I always hear, "WE need to protect the children," I am all for that. What I see as being Hypercritical is that they do not want minor children to have gender-affirming surgery; I get that. What I do not get is that when a child is born Intersex (having both male and female genitalia or sex characteristics), the doctor immediately takes the child into surgery and "usually" makes that child a girl. This, to me, is the mutilation of the genitals of a "minor" child. But if an 11 or 12-year-old child wants to take puberty blockers because they are transgender, which only delays the effects of the natural puberty, everyone throws a fit and says that it is wrong. When a child takes blockers, it delays the effects of puberty so the child can have a chance to know and figure out if this is the path they want to go. If they want to continue to transition, they can start Hormone Replacement Therapy when they turn 16 or 18. If they decide they do not wish to continue to transition, they can stop the blockers and start the natural puberty of their AGAB.

Sorry for the soap box rant. I have been dealing with this ever since I came out and found out that taking blockers was possible for young trans children. I only wish I would have known about that when I was young. Unfortunately, I grew up in the 80s when there was no internet and no TV specials about the LGBTQ+. The only thing I knew about was the AIDS/HIV epidemic going on at that time.

Thinking about all this that is going on in this time period really got me down and depressed this morning. All the while thinking I would rather die than be forced to detransition.

March 15,

Today started out like the rest. I woke up a little later today, waiting for another driver to come to where I am to swap trailers. While I was waiting for my load to show up, my partner showed up and parked next to me. We went into the restaurant and had breakfast. Then we went to their truck and was "trying" to cuddle. Well, one thing led to another, and we started to make out. While I was on top of them, they began to spank me. Now, I was never into that before today. Then, I don't know what happened. It just felt delicious. About halfway through my climax, I started to cry. Unfortunately, it freaked my partner out. They were great as they did not laugh at me because I did not know why I began to cry. They let me have my cry while rubbing my back. After I calmed down a bit, I laid back down with them. We cuddled for a few minutes, and then They began to spank me some more. This time, I knew better and expected the crying. This has been their thing ever since we got together; I knew they would not hurt me and stop as soon as I said to. Truthfully, it felt good to get spanked. I knew this turned them on, and we tried to have them finish on me. We struggled to accomplish this due to no lube on their truck. We are both going to stay the night and leave in the early morning. We can try again after they get some rest and "maybe" after dinner. I will let you know how it goes.... oh, btw my butt hurts in the best way. ;-)