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Getting out with the ladies

10 Friday Jul 2015

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Last weekend went to Red Robins with my best female friend, had my first real drink in several years. Sure felt great having a margarita.

RedRobin

When last night I was out with several woman from work and happy I was included in their get together. I have learned that my tolerance for alcohol is not what it used to be but heck if I care, as long as I can drive or realize I can’t and don’t drive.  On the way out of the bar I had several glances from men which is always nice.

Coming of age

10 Friday Jul 2015

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For so many years I would dress in the morning in tactical clothing which includes a firearm inside my trousers and a revolver at the ankle and would stay that way until bed time. Slowly this became coming home at immediately disrobing into female jeans or leggings and a female top with flats. Those days are completely gone now hurray for that other than use to taking 15 minutes in the morning to 30 to 40 minutes in the morning where the majority of this time is “what will I wear today” which turns into “that looks good” to “Oh, wore that two days ago” to “wore something similar yesterday” to “I think this will do but not sure about the shoes” Yeek. Yes I do the same thing with my undergarments too. The funny thing is as the weather becomes increasingly warmer (yeah in the nineties plus) I find myself when at home undressing down to a tank top, no bra and panites and keep my capris close by for when someone comes to visit. Also, no shoes (really).

It is fun looking back in time to how life was for many years to evolve into “I’am getting closer” to “I have arrived”.

For many travelling this path I can say with utmost certainty that baby steps are better than taking huge leaps from one gender to another gender. It gives one time to accommodate both the mind and body to your true gender. Think of it as a per-teenage girl growing up where they learn through the years to become a woman rather than one day declaring they are a woman. Same goes for female to male, lessons are learned and you are acclimated to that role.

Some will think “I can’t wait to be away from the day to day burden of this wrong body” but I urge you to take time to become accustomed to not only your body but also how people see you and people can tell (thinking male to female) when you do things out of place which goes back to my recent entry Feminine Movement.  I find myself doing cisgender things in the past few months that I was not in the past and see men noticing me more and more, you can tell “that look” which is “hottie” or “is that a man or female” and I am getting the “hottie” look more and more (and I like even more when females give me that look).

So take your time and be the man or woman you are comfortable with.

“Where should I go?” -Alice. “That depends on where you want to end up.” – The Cheshire Cat.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass

Feminine Movement

10 Friday Jul 2015

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Today I was thinking about the real life experience (12 months test) that a person is required by the WPATH guidelines and how I seemingly did extremely well over 12+ months and believe this is partly from having studying female mannerisms, realizing  from many observations how female and male anatomies are different yet with the right preparation from watching cisgender females a cisgender male can compensate for what surgery can’t give you which is the natural movements of a cisgender female and the lack of hips and longer legs. Granted that some of us have longer legs and have a more female curve but many don’t.

Watch a cross-dresser solely dressing for sexual gratification and we will see them wearing pencil style skirts while a male-to-female that has studied cisgender females may more often wear a skirt that flares out slightly to balance out broad shoulders. Sticking with hips and broad shoulders we can compensate by wearing high waisted jeans.

I believe that no matter how well one does compensates with clothing a true telltale sign to others is when a beautiful woman walks down the street like a man, then questions begin to circle through their heads, is that a man or a woman? 

The aim of studying female movement is so that you can come to possess it for yourself, so that is not copying what women do, but rather making it part of your natural being, as it is for other women.

One thing that is seen between males and females when walking is men’s feet generally are outward while female’s feet are more inward. Take note of this when out in public and I am sure you will see this too. There are natural reasons for this that men do not possess yet one can mimic by imagining that you are walking along a line, but try to curve your feet into that line as you go, rather than letting them move parallel to the line. This should produce a slight, but natural-looking jiggle, that should help you to achieve an acceptably feminine gait.

Thinking of walking, how about sitting, where are your leg’s, spread apart as a typical male or knees close together or touching. Are you sitting forward or backwards, where are your hands and when talking are you talking with your hands?

You simply don’t practice and do but practice, practice, practice and evaluate until it becomes natural and the key here is to constantly evaluate one’s self.

Dealing with the Red Cross

10 Friday Jul 2015

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Everyday I have an hour lunch at work and usually take a 15 to 30 minute walk around the city. Today there was a sign up at the Red Cross asking for blood donations so I was inspired to drop in to see if I could give blood today. 

I walk in, ask if they could get blood from my in 30 minutes? They said that is possible. So I say the last time I was in was as a male. Got the usually statement such as “no way” so I produced my former driver licence and she stares at both for about thirty seconds, looks up, looks at both pictures again and then looks up and says, amazing.

I am then taken to a interview room (which they have done in the past), ask me a few questions then she says I have to ask my supervisor something. Comes back in five minutes and says if I want to donate I must use my born gender rather than my current gender.

I had many ways to reply but kept it dirt simple when she said “is that okay” I replied with “well I am female now, that’s all that should matter and decline”. She responded, I don’t blame you at all and thanks for coming in.

If I had not told them about my transition all would had been fine but that is past history now. Would I do it different if I could go back in time knowing what I know now? Yes as the original reason was to link up my past blood donations with my current identity unless there was a crisis and then more likely than not they could care less. 

Bottom line for me is honesty.

Life is good

07 Sunday Jun 2015

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It has been four months now since my transition and two weeks since breast surgery and feeling comfortable in my current skin.

I am keeping appointments with my therapist who had approved me for surgery. This is being done because one never knows when life may take a down turn for the worst and leave one in a dark place. With that said I am not one to fall into depression because life tossed me a bad curve ball and can’t recover from this which some have issues with after surgery. The key is to be prepared both physically and mentally, have zero reservations to what will follow after surgery. A good therapist can spot issues that we can’t so I urge anyone on the same or similar path as me to make a commitment to have appointments to your therapist post surgery.

Socially speaking I am fitting in like a perfectly fitted bra done by a professional bra fitter. I am using tVictoriaSecretsShoppinghat analogy because yesterday my best female friend lead me to Nordstrom’s for a bra fitting where I not only received expedite service but also learned that how I was putting on a bra was the correct method. Then we headed off for a wonderful lunch in their restaurant. Of course we visited my favorite store, Victoria’s Secrets where I almost never come out empty handed as shown in the picture.

Thinking of pictures, I have not seen my mother since 2003 and she reminded me of this so I went to a professional photographer last weekend to have them take a picture of me and frame it for my mother. I ended up having about twenty photos taken, here are a few of them.

 

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Breast augmentation done

21 Thursday May 2015

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Yesterday was my date for breast augmentation. My main fear which came from my initial consultation was they recommended a C cup and had told them I wanted to be on the smaller size then larger but the surgeon that that the measurements taken recommend a C cup so I said okay.

Last Friday was my pre-surgery office appointment and re-iterated that I did not want large breast. He said that out of thousands of breast augmentations he had done only two came back and said they were too large. Out of the two one decided several months down the road they were the correct size. So I figure with that he must know what he is doing.

I arrived at the hospital yesterday where the did blood work and started me on an IV. About thirty minutes later the surgeon came in and did his lines for surgery. Shortly thereafter I was taken into the OR and (as I am sure many know this) remember nothing until I woke up.

Spent about one hour awake time in the recovery room and they were kind to bring me a Starbuck’s latte which I drank in no time.

Took a taxi home with my friend (she went with me and stayed the entire time), went to the bathroom to go and then pulled up my top to peek at the work that had been done.

No doubt was in my mind now, they are the perfect size and perfect shape for me. Each time I go to the bathroom I take another peek and have to say they make me happy.

Can’t say enough about my friend, she is wonderful in that she is taking care of me between making me meals and administering my meds.

The problems that come with breast augmentation are (at least for me), inability to sleep more than three hours and it feels like an elephant is sitting on my chest yet is tolerable.

My new norm

29 Wednesday Apr 2015

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It has been three months since surgery and my life is at a place I believe is my new/current norm. I have accepted that “it’s a man’s world” and that I have been accepted into the sisterhood.

Things I can laugh or smile about in regards to the last three months. Only went to tuck my penis once (eek, where did it go, oh I remember now ~grin~), have embraced men opening the door for me. Other females treating me as if I have always been a female. My daughter called me this afternoon, I was very busy at work and said I would call back. When I called back she said my voice sounded different but not much. I then realized I was doing a B flat rather than a C# as I had a momentary lapse in voice control which I see needs attention. I had to ask, “did I sound female when you called?”, she said yes but it was a tad different then in the past. That made me smile as I was in at least partial control. I have said it many times, one must be vigilant with their female voice. So this is the second time, first time was reverse, my mother called and I went into my female voice and she had no clue who she was talking too.

Something to cheer about, dilation is second nature in that the dilator goes in with one-third the lube it took one month ago and can penetrate fully in ten seconds where it use to be one minute to fully insert and another four minutes to be comfortable with the dilation tool inside of me. Dilation sessions are there times a day still for 15 minutes but there are times I go for thirty minutes. In two weeks I am down to twice a day.

Since going full time I have not worn perfume but now enjoy it every day which is not from, “I am ready and fearless” but instead it stems from the changes to my mind and body from the longevity of HRT.

What I find interesting and at the same time not interesting is my calm about breast implants in a couple of weeks. What I mean is, GRS to me was like going to the grocery store, no big deal and feel the same way about breast implants but who is being the fool here, I do think about this summer and finally able to wear a plunging neckline top and of course a bathing suit.

One last thought, the memory of my surgery is quickly leaving my brain with no real memories unless I happen to look at one of the pictures taken in the hospital, was that me, oh my.

Voice blunder

19 Sunday Apr 2015

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The following is from the past, something jogged my brain so here we go.

Voice

I stopped playing guitar for many years then a Guitar Center opened close by. Ended up purchasing a fair amount of guitars and equipment and became a regular in the store but stopped after about six months as I had everything I needed for my home studio.

One day I want in for a checkup for intonation on one of my guitars, and this is prior to going fulltime so I did my best to dress with no female clothing, walked into the store and was greeted by an employee who had helped me before. Can I help you ma’am? I was rather setback as I figured here I am in male clothing and being made as a female and not being recognized so I went with the flow. Was handed off to the guitar tech who was a replacement for the last one I had work on my guitars and when he was done handed him my credit card saying this was my husband’s card, no problem. Walked out of the store and it hit me like a brick wall, I was so into using my female voice that I forgot to go back to my male voice which is why they treated me as female. The year before I did not even have a passable female voice but had worked hard to achieve one that in the store I completely forgot there was one still.

On a side note I had a iPhone pitch application that was not intended for voice practicing but got the idea when researching how to get a female voice. The video said to work on a C# pitch yet could not hold it all day so I settled for just below a C# which only on rare occasions do I lose it which tends to be when I am tired and must think about it. It may sound strange but I will do meows out loud which nobody has ever really said anything to me about it.

I was so wrong

14 Tuesday Apr 2015

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The weeks following me back at work after surgery it appeared that only a few people seemed to distance themselves from me and know full well this might happen so no big deal.

One person, use to chat with me from time to time. When I returned to work they said hardly two words to me, thought she would not have acted this way but as mentioned before knew some would not take to me in my new identity.

Well today I was walking into work, she walks out and says “do you mind if I ask you a question?” Sure (now waiting for something like ‘why did you do this’) and she said, where do you purchase your outfits? I was not ready for that and said, Macy’s and Victoria’s Secrets. Then I told her that most local stores do not sell jeans and leggings in a 32 inch inseam. She then says “I hear you”, well she has the same problem as she is my height. She also complimented me on my outfits, said I picked cute outfits and said I looked really good. She also said (and I love this), someone told her that they thought I was 30 years old, that instantly got a smile on my face.

We chatted for a while and at one point said she thought I had a great deal of courage (in a good way) to do what I did.

They entire time she just smiled out me so I then knew she had nothing against my transition.

I told her about my surgery and that next month I am slated to have breast argumentation done and that I did not want large breast. She opens her jacket and said (she has very small breast but perfect in my opinion) I could use slightly larger ones and we both giggled.

I said it before and I will say it again, after transitioning talking with other females is completely different in the topics that come up along with how comfortable they are with me as a female.

So one more in my corner, since it happened in the early morning I can say it made my entire day~

Self-defense training

11 Saturday Apr 2015

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Several of the things I am certified to teach require recertification like tactical batons its every three years, firearms every year, hand-to-hand combat and edge weapons every year.

The Hand-to-hand and edge weapons lapsed last year because of my transition. I informed the Grand Master about this about six months ago and was very supportive of my transition and said make sure you come to training (which was today). He lives in Florida and does certifications at various locations around the world. In the past when first starting out I would attend a grueling six day instructor course in Florida and also Washington State. For five and a half days we would learn new methods and techniques for teaching students rather than us learning completely new techniques. The last day as just mentioned was grueling in that you had to test in a realistic environment which usually each person taking the test was rather battered up.

Even though today was a one day class I expected no less in regards to the test but was told I did not need to take the test as I have proven my abilities and was handed not a one year recertification but a three year certification.

When I arrived at the school one of the people who helps runs the school greeted me and told me his name then asked mine. Since nobody else was in listening range I told him I was male until recently and that my name is Karen Payne. The significances is he knew me as Kevin Gallagher. It took him a few seconds of him staring at me and then realized who I was before. We chatted then other students came in so we stopped.

At the end of class the instructor said, in your photo on Facebook your eyes look extremely happy and no different in person. He had shown my photo to an assistant instructor in Florida whom I met once back I 2010 and said “she looks great doesn’t she”. Seems she must had as she made a friend request today.

During the class I interacted with pretty much all the students at one point on another and nobody acted oddly to me and at the same time had no clue I was once a male.

All was not peaches and crème, I realized that when people talked about family I needed to be short on that discussion as I was not going to say something like “my wife and I…”, that would give things away and was not wanting that so during some breaks I kept quite.

Overall it was an excellent day working with other instructors who do this for six days a week and kept up with them.

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