Trans Girls Night Out
I have a dear transgender woman friend I mention here in Cyrsti's Condo often. Lately we have been able to get together every other week or so. Last night was one of those nights.
Naturally, the chance to interact one on one with another trans girl is special- period. We share the unique bond of the lives we lead. No matter what anyone else thinks of us (pro or con) we are living the life we so desperately wanted.
We always meet in a beer tap house/restaurant and sit at the bar and chat. I've been a regular for over seven years and have in many ways transitioned in front of a couple of their long term bartenders. In fact two of them remember me when I used to come in there as a guy with my deceased wife who used to work nearby. So meeting my friend there is a natural since I have been accepted for so long and now she is too.
She is significantly ahead of me in her transition in many ways and behind in others. She is 40, I'm estimating on and off hormones for 15 years, tons of electrolysis, tall, slim and attractive. So attractive last night, the acoustical guitar singer playing was seriously flirting with her. We even got a special mention to the "ladies at the bar" - we were the only ones.
The only transitional area I believe she is behind me is she is finally putting full energy into being herself. It's the place my partner Liz says I found myself in a year or so ago. She says she found herself marveling at my feminine person coming out of her shell. Also, I have been so fortunate to witness it in a transgender man friend I have. Of course I'm biased, but I don't see how even the biggest transgender detractors can ignore this.
Now my friend is working on changing her gender markers. Drivers license done, except for a subtle screw job at the BMV when they added her very male middle name on a license marked "F". Of course they did! I have no middle name on my male license at all. Her next step, the legal name change, is in it's final stages.
Can't say I'm not more than a little envious and a much more than a ton frustrated. My plan still is to wait until I go through the turmoil of a final move in with Liz before I begin the gender marker journey. That kids, is a whole other story because you have to add the Medicare and Veteran's Administration systems to my markers, just to make sure I would have extra fun!
But real fun was what the two of us had last night. I even volunteered to be her "wing girl"-if she buys the wings!
Naturally, the chance to interact one on one with another trans girl is special- period. We share the unique bond of the lives we lead. No matter what anyone else thinks of us (pro or con) we are living the life we so desperately wanted.
We always meet in a beer tap house/restaurant and sit at the bar and chat. I've been a regular for over seven years and have in many ways transitioned in front of a couple of their long term bartenders. In fact two of them remember me when I used to come in there as a guy with my deceased wife who used to work nearby. So meeting my friend there is a natural since I have been accepted for so long and now she is too.
She is significantly ahead of me in her transition in many ways and behind in others. She is 40, I'm estimating on and off hormones for 15 years, tons of electrolysis, tall, slim and attractive. So attractive last night, the acoustical guitar singer playing was seriously flirting with her. We even got a special mention to the "ladies at the bar" - we were the only ones.
The only transitional area I believe she is behind me is she is finally putting full energy into being herself. It's the place my partner Liz says I found myself in a year or so ago. She says she found herself marveling at my feminine person coming out of her shell. Also, I have been so fortunate to witness it in a transgender man friend I have. Of course I'm biased, but I don't see how even the biggest transgender detractors can ignore this.
Now my friend is working on changing her gender markers. Drivers license done, except for a subtle screw job at the BMV when they added her very male middle name on a license marked "F". Of course they did! I have no middle name on my male license at all. Her next step, the legal name change, is in it's final stages.
Can't say I'm not more than a little envious and a much more than a ton frustrated. My plan still is to wait until I go through the turmoil of a final move in with Liz before I begin the gender marker journey. That kids, is a whole other story because you have to add the Medicare and Veteran's Administration systems to my markers, just to make sure I would have extra fun!
But real fun was what the two of us had last night. I even volunteered to be her "wing girl"-if she buys the wings!
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