Some Fine Day

This is the story of how Emery Walters became whom he was supposed to be.<br><br>I knew I was male at an early age, something that was a societal no-no in the 1950s and still is in parts of the country today. Burying my male identity, I strove to be the best woman possible. But after raising my four wonderful children from two debilitating marriages, I found myself alone and nearly penniless. That was when Emery asserted his identity.<br><br>Life became better with the shift from female to male, a third marriage, and a wife who, herself, transitioned from male to female.

Emery C. Walters · LGBT+

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Chapter 7

I’d started writing and pretending when I was just ten. And from then on, all my dreams, daydreams and writing, I was male. Remember that I had only once dreamed that I was female—and that was the little black girl in a blue dress, crying in a hallway.

And yes, around that age I started having female problems (already) as well as Irritable Bowel Syndrome, Fibromyalgia, and migraines. My periods were not just emotionally horrible but physically horrible as well. At that time, hard periods were said to be caused by your own attitude toward them; blame the victim even then. It was horrifying. Why could I not tell someone why? Because I didn’t really believe it was possible, myself. I thought it was some shameful insanity I had; what did they call it then: ‘penis envy’? I see now there are multiple websites concerning transgender and self-doubt. For me, just reading some of them in recent years, made me see how self-doubt carried over into almost every area of my life.

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