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

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Chapter 106

Arnie: What are some things that carried over from your former life, and helped you?

Two things in particular stand out; writing, and reading.

Joe: Surely, you’ve had therapy; did that help?

I have seen about six therapists. None have been helpful. I’m probably already listed their various and vacuous comments. None of them ever said, ‘Tell me more about that’ or ‘how did you interact with your father’ or even stroked their beard and mumbled things like ahh or hmm. I was told I had borderline personality disorder, was probably undiagnosed autistic, had ADHD, and jeez nobody even mentioned the obvious depression. One asked if I ever had any really good days though…no. Now I see the words dissociative disorder and multiple personality disorder, and I do agree with the first one, if self-diagnosis is anything to go by. Nobody has ever mentioned PTSD either, but that’s there, oh yes

These questions I would have liked my children to answer:

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