Views from a BrewTown Sista (aka The Chronicles of Kayleah H. Madison)

Since February I have mainly taken sort of a sabbatical from attending Spring Creek UCC. Mind you, there is nothing wrong with the church. I just figured the congregation would be both racially mixed and younger to appeal  to the LGBT community. Neither has happened in the time there. I know there is a small LGBT posse here in the Rockford area, and yes there are a good number of folks of color here, too. There are a good number of people  making a sort-of new start from Chicago. Some of my taxi passengers have started referring to the Forest City as "Little Chicago". I can agree on that presumption. I still tell those folks that my first glimpse of this town reminded me of Jackson,MS, where my aunt, uncle & cousin call home. Too many damn roads filled with potholes, dilapidated buildings and hopeless dispair. And yours truly has called it home for nearly 18 years. Where the fuck could I relocate to at my age? Texas? California? Back to Milwaukee, where it seems times hav...

It's been two years this month since I decided to go full-time as a transwoman of color. I don't have any regrets about the process I went through in becoming Kayleah H. Madison then or now. Any transwoman, regardless of what their age was at the time of their transition, will have a journey that may later be shared with others. Geez, this my first blog since late December, and many things have happened since the bulletins of the last blog. Shit. I wonder if the lessons I've tried to learn as Kayleah will make me a better person. One main thing I haven't yet done since transitioning was... trying to love myself. It's so much easier when you have loved ones around you consistently. Chances may be good I spoke of this same shit in a previous blog. The hormones are slowly taking its course, knowing my doctor has a loathing for needles and prescribed me the estrogen in pills. Not in the having a greater rack category; for those results I should've transitioned ...