But of course there have been other challenges and today I stand at an interesting crossroads where my children are flirting with adulthood and my career is coming slowly to an end.
I now get to live a little more for me and will reflect on how I want to spend my remaining years; however long that may be.
I have learnt valuable lessons along the way because I do believe that adversity breeds resourcefulness and helps forge character. In that sense I don’t regret the challenges one bit although when I was mired in the depths of my gender struggles and my marriage was imploding I didn’t have the foresight to think that it was possible to survive and even thrive.
I am an intellectual, so everything must be sliced and diced and examined under a microscope which is both good and bad. I don’t know any other way to be but over analysis can help prevent a shipwreck while at the same time prevent a decision which might ultimately improve your existence. I am only wired for the former.
I am not sure being transgender is a source of pride but it is certainly not the scourge it once was to me. It is a way of being the way other people are different and have their own uniqueness. Accepting yourself is pivotal to internal peace and there is no other way around it.
All I can say is that after living a little over half a century I can see the curve balls coming a little sooner now.