Anatomically speaking, I am a male, but I’ve never been comfortable in my own skin. Psychologically, I’ve always felt like more a woman than a man, and this conflict is the cause of a life-long depression I’m now trying to escape.
I have been married for twenty-two years, and I have teenage children. I am committed to my family, so I have to balance this commitment with my own needs that I had been denying for so long it was making me ill.
I have my problems, obviously, but I am not crazy; I just have a killer case of gender dysphoria. Still, I hope my friends would say that I’m someone they enjoy being around. I’m a great listener.
I call this blog “My Silver Rider” in acknowledgment of the woman inside who talks to me. She, like I am, is 48 years old, and the two of us are turning gray. “Silver Rider” is a song by the band Low. The lyrics kinda fit; thus, the name.
Thank you for visiting my blog.
Laura Ann Dearman