The Ryan Sallans Book Series

The strong smell of latex paint and a mixture of bleach hit my nostrils as the door swung open to the single dorm room I would be residing in during my sophomore year of college. I was wearing a black tank top to show off my tan, which I had acquired from working the summer on a road construction crew. I also wore a pair of jean shorts that were five sizes too big for me. I kept pulling them up as I was carrying boxes up to my room. My waistline had gotten smaller over the summer.
The diet I had started was finally starting to work.

In preparing to do what I felt would be the impossible, I accepted the fact that my family may very well disown me and never want to see me again. If I could accept losing everything and still move forward, I knew that things couldn’t get any worse for me in life.

Many people question how to come out to family. In this brief trailer, Ryan provides a few tips on how to navigate the process. 

In preparing to do what I felt would be the impossible, I accepted the fact that my family may very well disown me and never want to see me again. If I could accept losing everything and still move forward, I knew that things couldn’t get any worse for me in life.

Over the years I’ve noticed our transgender brotherhood and our
experiences have turned us into mentors in the community. There are
so many aspects to transitioning: the name change, surgical procedures
and options, hormones, insurance coverage, legal protection, and finding
peace with one’s body. It helps when people are willing to sit down and
talk about each aspect, one issue at a time.

The focus on my perceived imperfections leads me to understanding
how guys get addicted to weights and their supplements. I’ve been able
to keep myself away from the supplements so far, but the thoughts pop
into my mind every day. My right hand is constantly edging my computer
mouse toward the search button after typing GNC into the box. The battle
not to click on the box gets harder with each year that passes because I
recognize that the body I want can’t be achieved through genetics and hard
work in the gym. But I continue to stop myself.
 
I wish it were as easy to stop my thoughts.

Welcome to the start of Season 2, where we begin with part 3 of Second Son!
Christmas, 2005, had passed. The ranch-style stone house I was renting with Michelle was still illuminated by our live-cut, eight-foot Christmas tree, which we had purchased from a local hardware store.
With the high from the holidays and the activities that reminded me of my family growing up, I looked at her and blurted out, “Honey, I think we should buy a house together.”
She turned her gaze away from her book and toward me.
“No,” she said. “I don’t want change.”