I know most of you are engrossed in shopping for the best presents ever for your friends or loved ones or maybe even your transgendered self! I'm going help and add a few more labels we wear.
Let's start with the pronouns: he, she or god forbid it. Being a "crossdresser" is mundane, being "transsexual" is so final and being "transgendered" means exactly what?
Tonight I had a wonderful chat with a new found transgendered friend who unknowlingly used the "gurl" word with me. She had no way of knowing I associate "gurl" with "tranny" as a gender slur. Why? I feel female and I don't know what a "gurl" is supposed to be. Gurl just sounds demeaning and ugly to me.
Believe me I'm not blaming her, I was just a little sensitive from reading another comment directed at me last night from another person.
I've told you all before of some of my exploits on a few dating sites. I don't do much on them anymore-don't need to. Every now and then a comment about me still gets my attention however.
The comment tonight was "The hottest woman on this site is a man!" There was a day when I would have been elated reading a comment like that.
My initial reaction was "what are the other women here like?" Then I thought "I might be a biological male, but I'm not a man!"
Perhaps I'm just being over sensitive. I do know I have preached to all of you about the use of labels in our transgendered culture and what do they mean anyhow?
Obviously words can only affect me as much as I allow them to. Normally they don't and life goes on!
Good luck with finding your own labels this holiday season!
Friday, December 9, 2011
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Colorful Comment?
As I attempt to transform my pre Internet dinosaur self into a savvy Internet/social media girl, I sometime get my "cyber wires" crossed.
Some time ago I was able to hook my Twitter and Face Book accounts up with my blog. I do enjoy the immediacy of Tweets when I'm attempting to communicate with you on the blog.
Admittedly, I have a ways to go to master the whole process.
One huge problem with Twitter is the extremely small amount of words you can use to communicate.
An example is when I commented "it might be time for a hair color change".
I have heard from several of you I need to clarify the comment.
"Hair" it is! I still wear wigs and may for a long time because I really enjoy long hair. In the meantime, I have been growing my own hair. I have told all you I'm blessed with no male pattern baldness and a full head of air which is long enough now to nearly cover my ears and is just is starting to flow down my back.
That's the good news. The bad news is all the gray that has crept in when I wasn't watching!
So, in the near future real hair color will be a priority and the color choices will be daunting. Of course I've taken into consideration my natural hair color. The dark hair you see in some of my pictures is very close to what my hair color was.
On the other hand, I'm very partial to the red color you see in this picture and red heads dominate my Mom's side of the family.
My "BFF" has suggested a soft "blend" of the two colors may be the most flattering.
As my hair continues to grow (and the benefits of hormones thicken and lengthen it more), I look at the whole process as one of the most positive influence of transition.
As a final point of reference any hair you see on me right now is from the results of wigs...but not for long!!!!!!
Some time ago I was able to hook my Twitter and Face Book accounts up with my blog. I do enjoy the immediacy of Tweets when I'm attempting to communicate with you on the blog.
Admittedly, I have a ways to go to master the whole process.
One huge problem with Twitter is the extremely small amount of words you can use to communicate.
An example is when I commented "it might be time for a hair color change".
I have heard from several of you I need to clarify the comment.
"Hair" it is! I still wear wigs and may for a long time because I really enjoy long hair. In the meantime, I have been growing my own hair. I have told all you I'm blessed with no male pattern baldness and a full head of air which is long enough now to nearly cover my ears and is just is starting to flow down my back.
That's the good news. The bad news is all the gray that has crept in when I wasn't watching!
So, in the near future real hair color will be a priority and the color choices will be daunting. Of course I've taken into consideration my natural hair color. The dark hair you see in some of my pictures is very close to what my hair color was.
On the other hand, I'm very partial to the red color you see in this picture and red heads dominate my Mom's side of the family.
My "BFF" has suggested a soft "blend" of the two colors may be the most flattering.
As my hair continues to grow (and the benefits of hormones thicken and lengthen it more), I look at the whole process as one of the most positive influence of transition.
As a final point of reference any hair you see on me right now is from the results of wigs...but not for long!!!!!!
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
You Bought A "Girl's" Car?
I had two overused vehicles who served long and well. I say had because the second of the two said enough is enough. My drive to and from work is about 15 min each way on rural roads.
On the way home my transmission decided it's first gear was a waste of time. So there I was. A "trans" woman without a "trans" mission dressed as a guy on a country road.
To make a long story short, I coaxed the truck home and immediately started to worry how I was going to solve my transportation needs.
I thought of a guy I have known for 20 plus years who sells used cars among other things. In fact, it was his Victorian mansion I went to the Halloween party the congressman and his wife were at. If you recall the post, both the politician and wife showed more than a little interest in me.
The next morning I headed to his used car lot and he showed me about eight or ten cars in my price range.
I walked the lot and kept coming back to a small SUV that somehow appealed to me; so much so I took it for a test drive.
I have owned many different cars and trucks over my life but somehow this little SUV was different.
Finally it came to me. This was a girls car. All of a sudden the whole feeling made so much sense. The whole experience was no different than being drawn subconsciously to "chick flicks", different music or even a mans eyes.
I did buy the SUV and drove it to work and the strangest thing happened.
One of the women I work with and I share the same outspoken cynical sense of humor. She took a look at my new car and said (remember she doesn't know my female side) "You bought a girls car!"
My voice said "yes do you want to borrow it?" My mind thought "you don't know how right you are!"
On the way home my transmission decided it's first gear was a waste of time. So there I was. A "trans" woman without a "trans" mission dressed as a guy on a country road.
To make a long story short, I coaxed the truck home and immediately started to worry how I was going to solve my transportation needs.
I thought of a guy I have known for 20 plus years who sells used cars among other things. In fact, it was his Victorian mansion I went to the Halloween party the congressman and his wife were at. If you recall the post, both the politician and wife showed more than a little interest in me.
The next morning I headed to his used car lot and he showed me about eight or ten cars in my price range.
I walked the lot and kept coming back to a small SUV that somehow appealed to me; so much so I took it for a test drive.
I have owned many different cars and trucks over my life but somehow this little SUV was different.
Finally it came to me. This was a girls car. All of a sudden the whole feeling made so much sense. The whole experience was no different than being drawn subconsciously to "chick flicks", different music or even a mans eyes.
I did buy the SUV and drove it to work and the strangest thing happened.
One of the women I work with and I share the same outspoken cynical sense of humor. She took a look at my new car and said (remember she doesn't know my female side) "You bought a girls car!"
My voice said "yes do you want to borrow it?" My mind thought "you don't know how right you are!"
Validation Void?
Of course you know my inner "drama queen" is working overtime thinking and rethinking my life changes ahead.
One of her problems is the future reaction to a lack of a solid work experience.
Through out her life a a man, work provided him with validation. No different than most of the male gender.He thrived in pressure macho management situations.
It's no wonder (I guess) the past haunts her as she looks back.
Only time will tell how the validation factor will play out. Not so long ago just going out in public and being accepted as a woman was validation enough. Most certainly that will not be the case in the future.
When the drama queen quiets down, several very real fulfilling validation ideas should become realities.
The first is this blog itself. Since June of 2010 (and 670+ posts) this has become a labor of love. To be able to "pay forward" and help others in any way with my transgender life experiences is huge to me. Having more time to work on the blog and my book is a dream come true. I've even considered trying to do transgendered outreach programs.
On an intensely personal level I want to experience and grow my feminity with close friends and family. While it's true being publically validated as a woman is losing it's importance: being validated as a quality transgendered female person isn't.
Finally, time is growing short and the "queen" finally will be silenced!
One of her problems is the future reaction to a lack of a solid work experience.
Through out her life a a man, work provided him with validation. No different than most of the male gender.He thrived in pressure macho management situations.
It's no wonder (I guess) the past haunts her as she looks back.
Only time will tell how the validation factor will play out. Not so long ago just going out in public and being accepted as a woman was validation enough. Most certainly that will not be the case in the future.
When the drama queen quiets down, several very real fulfilling validation ideas should become realities.
The first is this blog itself. Since June of 2010 (and 670+ posts) this has become a labor of love. To be able to "pay forward" and help others in any way with my transgender life experiences is huge to me. Having more time to work on the blog and my book is a dream come true. I've even considered trying to do transgendered outreach programs.
On an intensely personal level I want to experience and grow my feminity with close friends and family. While it's true being publically validated as a woman is losing it's importance: being validated as a quality transgendered female person isn't.
Finally, time is growing short and the "queen" finally will be silenced!
Monday, December 5, 2011
The "Natural" Approach to Being Transgender
I'm basically worrying about all the little things as I start the serious transition process.
The same worry I experienced on my first date with a man.
Basically, I worried about remembering how to be a woman. How to sit, talk and communicate, you know the rest. You've been there. Each gender response is partially learned and partially genetic.
When I actually went on the date (and more) I found genetics took over for the most part. My natural inner girl took over as it she was there all time and probably was more than I knew!
As I remembered the process, the future looked immediately brighter!
The same worry I experienced on my first date with a man.
Basically, I worried about remembering how to be a woman. How to sit, talk and communicate, you know the rest. You've been there. Each gender response is partially learned and partially genetic.
When I actually went on the date (and more) I found genetics took over for the most part. My natural inner girl took over as it she was there all time and probably was more than I knew!
As I remembered the process, the future looked immediately brighter!
New Link
Here is a link with more info and pix from Albany from my last post.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
In Depth Transgender Stories From Albany
Lana White, 30. Served in the Air Force. Divorced father of two
children, ages 7 and 11. Worked as a railroad dispatcher locally. Native
of New Orleans, relocated recently from Albany to South Carolina.
"Being
a transgender person is not a decision. It's who you are. Society puts
certain constraints on us and I lived with people calling me gay and I
lived in fear of being beat up or retaliated against. I hid it in the
Air Force so I could keep my job. It's not a matter of putting on men's
clothes or women's clothes. I am who I am.
Accepting: "I've dated
men and women. I'll go to a football game with the guys and enjoy that
experience. I also like to shop for women's clothes and makeup. I
expected more problems when I moved to Albany, but this is a pretty
accepting area. I don't broadcast it, but I'm pretty open with who I am.
I've been accepted as a woman at the railroad. But if someone slips up
and uses the male pronoun, I don't get upset.
Passing: "Everyone's
journey is different. I've been on hormone therapy for three years. I
spent time in counseling, but I don't need a shrink to tell me I'm a
trans person. I've been passing as a woman. When I'm out in the world,
it's just easier that I'm seen as a woman and I don't get any undesired
attention. I haven't had surgery, but I find the question kind of
personal. Have I asked about your genitals?
Read more: http://www.timesunion.com/local/article/I-hid-it-in-the-Air-Force-2341881.php#ixzz1fdCeSCxO
Admittedly, Lana looks very feminine and you probably are thinking "sure she would have an easier time."
Another person in the series presents a more realistic look at what many of us face.
Served in the Army in Germany. Retired police officer in suburban
Pittsburgh. Lives with wife, Betsy, a Presbyterian minister, in
Pennsylvania. The couple worked as missionaries in Africa. She has
been living full-time as a woman for nearly a year. She was in Albany
over the summer for a transgender conference.
"It was a long struggle for me denying who I was. I had a lot of fear
and guilt. I was threatened and beat up a lot when I was Barry and
starting to act like a girl in high school. I was shaving my legs and
the guys would chase me out of the boys' locker room and beat me up.
Cop anger: "Many years later, I started dressing occasionally as a
woman. People thought I was gay. My cop partner on the night shift
said he was going to kill me and pulled a gun on me when he found out.
I'm 6-foot-4 and 250 pounds and the other officers couldn't believe
this is who I am. I became very depressed and suicidal.
"I started dating Betsy and had no plans to tell her, but one day I
just blurted out that I liked to dress as a woman. I thought that
would be a deal-breaker. Amazingly, she said that was OK. She thought
I was a big guy with a feminine side. She found that sweet. She knew
my secret, but I couldn't keep it inside anymore.
Suicidal: "We went to Africa as missionaries for our church and I
started dressing as a woman in the house there, but it was very
dangerous. Betsy said I needed to get help. I started psychological
counseling in 2007. I became more and more depressed and made several
attempts at suicide. I had my service revolver in my mouth. I was
ready to jump from a bridge and my wife called me on my cellphone and
talked me down.
Trans support: "Last year's trans conference in Albany was the first
time I dressed as a woman in public. I was scared stiff and almost
didn't go. I turned my car around three times before I got the courage
to attend. A couple of trans women, Jenna and Lana, took me out on the
town in Albany. They were sweethearts. They made me realize I wasn't a
freak. I saw there were other people like me.
As always I try to just give you the highlights. Follow the links to yet another informational set of articles by brave transgendered people!
So Little Time-So Much Thought
As my time grows ever closer to severing my ties with the most invasive male portion of my life, I find it harder and harder to stay focused on my job. My job is the only real part of my life I live as a male. It is until the first of the year...I am done. (Yes I do have a way to support myself.)
Here's an example from today.
I do have a circle of friends who know me in one of three ways-only as a guy, only as a girl or maybe both (rare). On occasion I communicate with them by text message. I'm the first to admit "texting" is not the greatest form of communication and I have been known to text my friends who only know my real self (girl) from my male job.
Here's my question. Do I text more as a guy when I'm working as one? Is that possible? I know what you are thinking "Cyrsti has too much time on her hands if she all she has to do is think of this?" Ironically I'm thinking of this while I am working!
The point is I do think my remaining maleness does creep into my texting and I am certain I go through "detox" when I come home from my job. Even my texting is different. I think.
Also, another interesting answer to a long standing question is coming soon. What will be the most powerful influence on my life? Will the lack of a male "detox" period in my life or the effects of hormones have quickest effect. I'm sure many of you reading this have gone through the same process and have your own answer. I'm guessing you would tell me "detox" will have the biggest initial impact until the hormones begin to really take effect. Then again all of our results are highly personal and will vary.
One point is certain. No one should ever wish time away. I'm trying hard not to wish part of this month away. So far I haven't been very successful.
Here's an example from today.
I do have a circle of friends who know me in one of three ways-only as a guy, only as a girl or maybe both (rare). On occasion I communicate with them by text message. I'm the first to admit "texting" is not the greatest form of communication and I have been known to text my friends who only know my real self (girl) from my male job.
Here's my question. Do I text more as a guy when I'm working as one? Is that possible? I know what you are thinking "Cyrsti has too much time on her hands if she all she has to do is think of this?" Ironically I'm thinking of this while I am working!
The point is I do think my remaining maleness does creep into my texting and I am certain I go through "detox" when I come home from my job. Even my texting is different. I think.
Also, another interesting answer to a long standing question is coming soon. What will be the most powerful influence on my life? Will the lack of a male "detox" period in my life or the effects of hormones have quickest effect. I'm sure many of you reading this have gone through the same process and have your own answer. I'm guessing you would tell me "detox" will have the biggest initial impact until the hormones begin to really take effect. Then again all of our results are highly personal and will vary.
One point is certain. No one should ever wish time away. I'm trying hard not to wish part of this month away. So far I haven't been very successful.
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