It has been only three years since I moved to Ottawa. Three years ago I was married. I was on anti-depressants and had ballooned to almost 250 lbs from around 170 or so. Three years ago if you would have told me that in September 2011 I would be a transsexual woman, and a politically active one at that, I would have asked what you were smoking.
Three years ago we moved to Ottawa from Gananoque. My partner was starting a new job that seemed perfect for her, I would still do some work with clients in Kingston and develop new business in Ottawa. A good plan. Life didn’t quite work out that way.
In the years prior to the move I had suffered from depression that was rather severe at times. Ottawa was supposed to be something of a new start. It was, just not in a way that either of us expected.
January 2009 I had my Epiphany and we separated. My transitioning was too much after everything in the previous few years. Summer of 2009 was perhaps my worst depression. Anti-depresants were doing nothing for me, I had no money for them so I stopped taking them. I was very close to killing myself.
Fast forward to now. September 2011. I am a woman now, lost much of the weight I’d put on thanks to anti-depressants. Confident, active and out there. Confident enough not to be ashamed of myself or my past.
What a difference in three years.