One with Nature

Sometimes it is nice to get outside on a beautiful day and commune with nature.

That was my inspiration today as I fled downtown after being stood up (that story another time).

 

One with Nature
So, I went for a walk on a trail,

among the birds and bees,

the leaves and trees,

the gravel and stone…

On my own,

really alone…

It put me at ease.

 

 

Revelations in the Mirror

I must say that a tgirl sees some funny things in the mirror.

Oftentimes, that humor is but a manifestation of a little inner pain and confusion, but a little laughter is nice medicine.

One such incident just occurred as I changed clothes.

I spent the day with my hair tied back and in manly clothes doing the pinstripe thing, and when I got home, I just wanted to wear something more comfortable.

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She is Not Me – Janet Mock

I go through many ups and downs in trying to figure out my own personal truth, and I have chronicled some of that on this blog.

In the midst of one recent period of questioning whether the whole thing was/is a sham – thoughts like “C’mon, I’ve always been a guy, still am; why am I doing this to myself?” – I came across the touching and uplifting story of Janet Mock, the beautiful and articulate People Magazine editor who came out as trans in a wonderful interview with Marie Claire magazine.

She has written a book and posted a video of encouragement to transgender youth on youtube (which I have for you, natch!)

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Spousal Guilt

From time to time, I am saddened by feelings of guilt over what I am putting my GF through.  I have been meaning to say a word or two about it in these pages for some time, and am finally impelled to do so after having read similar sentiments on the blog of my dear friend Petra.

So guilt-ridden am I, that it seems whenever GF gets upset with me, I take it to be a sign of her patience running thin with my whole charade.

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the language of discrimination

I’ve Heard That Somewhere Before

The victims are different but the language of discrimination stays the same.

California is considering providing protections that would allow crossdressers to wear whatever they want to work.

One news source quoted a commentator on this issue, as follows:

“It will inherently cause customers to be uncomfortable and not want to do business…  This is about employers having to deal with employees who dress in a way that employers know will cost them either in terms of customers, employer morale, or employee operational efficiency…  If you have a mother taking her son to a store for back-to-school shopping and the retail clerk is a man dressed like a woman, the mother is going to take her son and go to another store.”

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Section 8

I read things once, and then again… not sure I understand it even now…

In Thailand, where 21 year-olds must report for military conscription, being a crossdresser gets you out of duty.  Permanently.

It also gets you a certificate that you must present to every employer, stating that you have a “permanent psychological abnormality.”

Interestingly, those who have had breast implants or SRS are not immediately exempt, and must report for 3 years before gaining their exemption.

My inference:  if you’re wearing women’s clothes but not transitioning, you’re a state-certified nut.

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The Long Wait

Bathroom use for tgirls seems to be all the rage as a hot-button issue for the acceptance of trans people – a ridiculous shame of digression and distraction.

In any event, I had a bit of a challenging experience yesterday.  I usually just go in, quietly proceed to an open stall, do my business and get out without making an issue of the whole thing.

But, the restaurant where I was last night had a women’s washroom that had a beautiful waiting area complete with vinyl sofa and it was meant to be used; there were only 2 little cabinets off in the corner.  The restaurant is rather large, so it should come as little surprise that there was a line – and there would always be a line…

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Kiss and Tell

I’m not one to kiss and tell, right?

Yesterday, I posted an account of an evening I spent with a guy, and I included a couple of pics, including one of us kissing.

I knew something was bothering me about the post before I put it up, but now I think I know what it was…  I think I subconsciously realized that I was worried that my post was tantamount to showing off my date to everyone… kissing and telling, as it were.

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Janie Craves… A Visit

On our drive to San Diego last month, we stopped off to visit a friend at his home.

We know him as a nice, funny and handsome guy who has a passion for life and plenty of laughter.

He was a consummate host, taking us for a lovely walk along the beach, showing us around his home, and going out for dinner with us to a terrific restaurant.

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Shoes, Glorious Shoes

Ok, I’ve gone stark raving mad over shoes these last weeks.

Usually, I buy a bunch stateside and satisfy my hunger for a time, but this year, I never got my chance to buy any there.

When I returned, I realized that I had a gaping hole in my shoe collection – nothing white, and one solitary bone-colored pump that I had worn to death.

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