Debs is not dead!

I am more resilient than I gave myself credit for!

Deborah thought about it, but eventually refused to be deconstructed.

What happened? Did Mirror Brother push me down the stairs?

My love/hate relationship with self-expression reacted with a sense that in the past year I had overdosed on trans.

Separately, I was spending more time at Crossdream Life than was good for either me or it.

Separately, Mirror Sister had run its course. Since Mirror Sister had been included on T-Central (a portal I thoroughly respect and appreciate), I felt too exposed to a trans community, rather than specifically to a crossdreaming community.

No two ways about it for me, trans is all about SEX! If you don't approve, or if your trans is not about sex at all, then fair enough lets agree to differ and I bid you a respectful goodbye.

Also it felt odd writing about something utterly sexual with unsexy earnestness. I was deferring my sexual energy into philosophising, when Debs really wants to say 'Ohh fuck me, fuck me. Ohh purrrleasse!' But Does Debs really want to broadcast that request to the world? Hmmm, not sure.

But my love/hate relationship with self-expression has a love side.

And if I am going to express myself, and I can choose which gender I adopt for doing so, well, you know which one I instinctively flutter towards, don't you, girls?

To be continued, I hope. No promises about when, but the descent feels good and real right now...

(...or does it?)

Love and kisses,
Debbie xxx