Thank you Paula. The ordinary bits are my favourite to write, and there are far more of them than the dramatic ones. The surgery went fine in the end, by the way.
Very different lives we have. Always love the glances into yours. Still a bit nervous to post about mine. I have 3 daughters at home plus a grandson here after all. So sad how your family rejects you. They are missing out, but that doesn't change the pain.
I had an old female friend from high school chat online with me. She, and others, were part of my lifeline in high school without knowing it. Having women accept me then as a friend made me feel as good as possible then. Today their acceptance does the same. I just wish all trans women had that. Heck, we all deserve that trans or not.
The local trans march is Friday for me, a touch nervous as it is my first, but I know some of them and it should be fun.
Moving is something I've done every 4-8 years as an adult, but fake London is quite nice, 8 years and counting. Doubt a move is coming soon. You should look into multiple areas, go for a new adventure. If Cork isn't ideal, then think about what would be. Don't let anything stop you from being happy. And if your current home is ideal then stay.
Post about yours when you're ready, or don't. There's no obligation and plenty of good reasons to take your time. The bit about women at school accepting you without knowing what they were doing, and that still doing the same job now, is lovely. And I hope the march went well. There's something quite specific about standing in a crowd of people who aren't going to flinch at you.
It is wonderful. I have had so many affirming moments that I know many don't. My neighbors held a Labor Day BBQ for the neighborhood and EVERYONE called me June, I sat at the traditional women's table (invited), and it went smoothly. No real looks even (I'm sure you know the look - the one of 'oh crap, it is a guy dressed as a woman'). I'm damn lucky - not close to passing, but I am accepted. What more could one want?
Sadly I missed the march but did get together with trans friends after and had fun at a rooftop gay bar. 3 trans women and the mandatory cis woman (heh, fun calling her that, she gets a kick out of it).
Agreed 100%. I'm very lucky living in a good neighborhood and having crazy high acceptance so fast. I think it confuses me at times, but is good. Probably is why surgery seems secondary to me. As you say acceptance is the real goal.
The march... there will be more. Friends and time together is far more important.
Acceptance arriving that fast would confuse me too. You spend years bracing for a fight and then don't quite know what to do with yourself when it doesn't come.
Hi Stevie, I enjoyed the "ordinariness" of that- You are an inspiration just so you know- Best of luck with the surgery!
Paula
Thank you Paula. The ordinary bits are my favourite to write, and there are far more of them than the dramatic ones. The surgery went fine in the end, by the way.
Very different lives we have. Always love the glances into yours. Still a bit nervous to post about mine. I have 3 daughters at home plus a grandson here after all. So sad how your family rejects you. They are missing out, but that doesn't change the pain.
I had an old female friend from high school chat online with me. She, and others, were part of my lifeline in high school without knowing it. Having women accept me then as a friend made me feel as good as possible then. Today their acceptance does the same. I just wish all trans women had that. Heck, we all deserve that trans or not.
The local trans march is Friday for me, a touch nervous as it is my first, but I know some of them and it should be fun.
Moving is something I've done every 4-8 years as an adult, but fake London is quite nice, 8 years and counting. Doubt a move is coming soon. You should look into multiple areas, go for a new adventure. If Cork isn't ideal, then think about what would be. Don't let anything stop you from being happy. And if your current home is ideal then stay.
Post about yours when you're ready, or don't. There's no obligation and plenty of good reasons to take your time. The bit about women at school accepting you without knowing what they were doing, and that still doing the same job now, is lovely. And I hope the march went well. There's something quite specific about standing in a crowd of people who aren't going to flinch at you.
It is wonderful. I have had so many affirming moments that I know many don't. My neighbors held a Labor Day BBQ for the neighborhood and EVERYONE called me June, I sat at the traditional women's table (invited), and it went smoothly. No real looks even (I'm sure you know the look - the one of 'oh crap, it is a guy dressed as a woman'). I'm damn lucky - not close to passing, but I am accepted. What more could one want?
Sadly I missed the march but did get together with trans friends after and had fun at a rooftop gay bar. 3 trans women and the mandatory cis woman (heh, fun calling her that, she gets a kick out of it).
The women's table at a Labor Day barbecue is a better result than any amount of passing, and I'd take it over passing if somebody made me choose.
Accepted is the whole thing. Passing only ever mattered because we thought it was the price of it.
Sorry you missed the march. A rooftop bar with three trans women and the mandatory cis one sounds like the better half of the day anyway.
Agreed 100%. I'm very lucky living in a good neighborhood and having crazy high acceptance so fast. I think it confuses me at times, but is good. Probably is why surgery seems secondary to me. As you say acceptance is the real goal.
The march... there will be more. Friends and time together is far more important.
Acceptance arriving that fast would confuse me too. You spend years bracing for a fight and then don't quite know what to do with yourself when it doesn't come.
And there'll be another march. There always is.
Where is "Fake London"?
An old joke here in London, Ontario, Canada. Also a lot shorter than typing all that out each time
What June said. London, Ontario, and "Fake London" saves me typing that out every single time.
Lol Initially I thought it might be Liverpool! 😀😉
Wrong city, but you've got the right accent. That one's mine, not June's.