Thursday, September 3, 2020

Just Another Meeting

 Last night was the monthly get together of the Rainbow Aging Alliance which was completed virtually of course. Nothing really unexpected happened except I was "volunteered" for a virtual Veterans outreach meeting in November. It was fine of course since I am a veteran myself. November is also the month for an "aging summit" hosted by the group which I am also very interested in. There is no word yet on how I could be involved. 

Speaking of being involved, I am going to add in a comment from Connie on the "What Would the Neighbor's Say" Cyrsti's Condo post:

I remember, all too well, the days (usually nights, under the cover of darkness) I'd have to plan some Mission Impossible episode just to not be detected by neighbors. For a while, that game was as much a part of my gender identity as the clothes I wore. There was some thrill to it, anyway. At some point, though, it became tiresome and felt dirty and dishonest to me. Shortly after my wife and I had come to our "great understanding," I stopped hiding altogether. I even did some major work on the front of our house, exposing my feminine-self to anyone who walked by. One day, as my wife was walking down the stairs from our house, the neighbor across the street shouted out, asking her if it had been her sister working on the house! She replied that it was (deadname) he had seen, and told him my new name. He has called me Connie ever since.


What a relief and a great improvement to my mental health it was to come clean in my coming out. Caring too much about what others may have been thinking of me was definitely not taking too much care of myself.
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I can only say Wow! My wife would have divorced me before something similar  to that would have happened. Looking back on it, it could have been the best thing for both of us. Which in all fairness to her, she said. 

Thanks for the comment. 

Wednesday, September 2, 2020

What Will the Neighbors Say?

 One of the most common problems many transgender - cross dressers face as we begin to explore a feminine world is how to actually leave your door to do it. Unless you are fortunate enough to live in a secluded area, it's quite the problem to just get in your car and go/ Back in the day, during my formative cross dressing years I lived in a highly populated area in a medium sized town where I was quite visible in my male job. 

For all the right reasons, I ended up doing the wrong thing and slowly became recognized as who was to become the true me years later. It finally got so bad, one night when my deceased wife and I went to a party, the DJ who knew me played "Dude Looks Like a Lady." It wasn't too long after that my wife passed away and I was able to live an authentic life. 

These days of course times have changed and I live full time as a trans woman but every now and then I meet a new neighbor during one of my walks. And actually I am on speaking terms with most of them. Except yesterday. New neighbors moved in fairly close down the street and the person I assumed to be the wife decided yesterday would be a good day to stare at me walking down the sidewalk. I figured it was all I needed to have a "Karen" across the street have a problem with me. 

Yesterday was trash pickup day and after she watched me take our containers backup to the house, she decided her curiosity was satisfied. I indeed wasn't trying to steal our trash cans.

It will be interesting if we have any other interactions in the future. 

Tuesday, September 1, 2020

A Complex Day

  JJ Hart. (right) Mother's Day  last night. Liz on left. Another Mother's Day is here and as always, it presents me with many compl...