By the time I set foot in Thailand, I knew there could be nothing worse than living another day with a penis dangling between my legs.Counting backward as the anesthesia took hold, I surrendered to what I believed with certainty would be a better future. The sound of Muslim prayers rang through the air, echoing in my brightly lit hospital room.The flight to Bangkok's Don Muang Airport felt far longer than I'd imagined.It was Christmas break during my freshman year at the University of Hawaii, and I was 18, anxious, and alone.I had traveled more than 6,000 miles to have gender reassignment surgery — a sex change.At the arrival gate, I was greeted by two smiling nurses who assured me that everything was going to be OK. I was the one who had lived with the sheer torment of inhabiting a body that never matched who I was inside, the one devastated by the quirk of fate that had consigned me to a life of masked misery.

That's gross and no one wants to watch a show about it.This use to be an entertaining show but they jumped into the gay cat-fishing thing most of the public could care less about.Where's the excitement in seeing the person of the opposite sex (usually) being something looking really nasty at the end? If that’s the case, please scroll down like 2 inches (that’s what she said) and get those words off your screen. Other titles include: “Dear Eharmony, because of you I’m going to have to reproduce through mitosis” “Dear Eharmony, I just bought the domain name Fuck Eharmony.com, no seriously, I did”| “Dear Eharmony, you took my money, dignity, and self respect, and all I got was this lousy blog” It’s true, I actually did buy the domain name So the purpose, the essence, of this blog, is that my eharmony subscription is ending this month. This is my second stint on eharmony.com, this last stint I signed up for 6 months. At first it’s awesome you have matches sent to you, which you review and if you like you can proceed to step 1, which is you send them multiple choice questions. That’s always kind of awkward when you’re supposed to be “working”. You’re going to continue reading without telling any of your hot female co-workers? I had some other titles in work for this blog, but they just didn’t capture the essence of what I was trying to say. A “computer” matches you up based on “29 levels of compatibility”, which I’m fine with. Because you’re thinking, wow some super computer down at Eharmony headquarters is crunching vectors and differential equations just to find my perfect mate, and everyday you log in and see new matches, that you think are hand picked from the computer gods above.If you are hooking up with a trans woman and they say something which disagrees with a part or all of this guide, trust them to know their own bodies!(And, if appropriate, please email me at [email protected] let me know where I fucked up, so I can do a better job.) I am writing about trans women because I am one.