My transgender - cross dresser support group meeting the other night, turned out to be less than exciting.
We had two new attendees, who, unlike most new people in a group weren't shy about letting us all in on their life stories. I guess I am the bitch in this situation, because I am fairly sure the so called moderators of the group should have called time out on both of them. Then again, one of the moderators should call time out on herself after telling the same stories every two weeks.
She is fond of telling everyone of her new found success in the world as a woman, which is fine, except for two people in the group who have been fired from their jobs for being trans in the last year.
I did get to see the person known as the "ultimate cross dresser" in guy dress and he is right that he is very gender fluid.
I suppose too, the people who talk the most, don't normally have anyone to talk to. I am fortunate to have a partner who encourages me to talk when I get quiet.
So, I should be more understanding and I am working on it.
Maybe, just maybe, the moderators could bring an egg timer, to pass along a gentle hint when another abusive father story goes a little long?
And oh...by the way, I can get very agitated when someone calls me a "gurl." I just don't want to know what that means.