Take the Long Way Home

Perhaps some of you remember the old Super Tramp song "Take the Long Way Home" released in October of 1979.

I had to drop off an item in Northern Ohio today so I had time to listen to some classic rock and remember the "good old days" - some of which weren't so good. As I zoned out and listed to the Super Tramp song, I remembered the confusion I was suffering.
Here's a portion of the lyrics explaining why this song resonated with me:

"So you think you're a Romeo playing a part in a picture-show Take the long way home Take the long way home Cos you're the joke of the neighborhood Why should you care if you're feeling good Take the long way home Take the long way home But there are times that you feel you're part of the scenery all the greenery is comin' down, boy
And then your wife seems to think you're part of the furniture oh, it's peculiar, she used to be so nice. When lonely days turn to lonely nights you take a trip to the city lights And take the long way home Take the long way home You never see what you want to see Forever playing to the gallery You take the long way home Take the long way home "

I certainly felt if my deep dark gender secret was to come out, I would be the joke of the neighborhood. I was playing to the gallery and I did my best to be part of the male scenery. All the time I knew how close the greenery was to coming down. Much of my answer to all of this was alcohol and I don't hesitate to say I was lucky to make it through that time in my life. More than likely one of the only reasons I did was my second wife who I was with for 27 years who saw some sort of positive light inside me that I couldn't even see.

If you have been a regular visitor to Cyrsti's Condo you know she passed away over five years ago and I credit her with being the transgender person I am today.  So many times, I read the pain and suffering from other transgender folks and feel totally helpless. Obviously words can only go so far. I just hope all of you can successfully take the long way home.