The Candid Thoughts of Jana
I didn’t write about Transgender Day of Visibility this year on the day it happened. I couldn’t. It was too difficult to process how I felt. There are bad things and good things about TDoV that I want to express. First the bad… I am angry that we need to have this day. I am…
When I came out at work, everyone called me courageous for doing so. I tried to tell them that it wasn’t about fear. It was about just doing what I had to do at the time to survive and get past the uneasiness of not being able to be myself in all parts of my…
May 3rd is Mom’s birthday. She’s not here to celebrate it anymore, though, having died from cancer 4 years ago. Every year that passes I forget more and more of her. I didn’t have the best relationship with her, but it wasn’t terrible. We just weren’t in each other’s lives much. It is still odd…
In almost all aspects of my life I live, think, and feel as Jana. That’s simply because I am Jana. However, when I’m at work, a career I’ve had for over 25 years, I sometimes realize I’m not thinking like Jana. I’m thinking like Jonathan. I feel like Jonathan in those instances. And frankly, it…
This week marks a giant milestone in my transition and in my life. On Wednesday, I went to the courthouse and stood before a judge who signed my order to finalize my legal name change. I am now officially and legally Jana Beth Hart! To my complete surprise the judge also asked if I wanted…
At what point do I give up? Is it when the state I live in outlaws body autonomy for women? Is it when the country I live in values religious freedom over my rights to exist and be treated equally? Is it when I can no longer advance in my career because now I’m not…
Yesterday I filed the paperwork for my legal name change. It was the beginning of the final step of my transition. It was also the most nerve wracking day I’ve had since I came out to my friends the first time. Had my best friend not been there as a bedrock of calmness, I don’t…
From time to time, I will post some of my poetry here, especially the ones I find relate to my life before transitioning. Several of my poems are my subconscious telling me that I need to transition, that I’m actually trans. These were all written a decade or more before I consciously understood my true…
When I first started taking hormones a year and a half ago, I made a conscious decision to put my life on hold. My reasoning was sound: I’m was going to be undergoing a lot of physical and emotional changes, and maybe it wasn’t the best time to make life altering decisions. I assumed that…
Before I came out at the office, I was terrified of what would happen when I did. At some point that terror got superseded by the emotional need to stop living a dual life. Fear became a secondary, and then even a tertiary consideration. Simply living a complete life became my overriding concern and desire….