San Francisco Trans March 2013 was yesterday evening and it was a LATE night for me. It is also 100 degrees plus here so my wig looked like something the cat dragged in! I set it in the basin with some Woolite (neat trick) to wash it and went out with my spouse to run some errands. My youngest daughter (14), who I am not out too, comes home, goes into our bedroom and spies the wig.
Now she knows that my spouse, with a voluptuous head of hair, does NOT wear a wig. She had also hinted around about me being a possible "crossdresser."So she comes into the kitchen and flat-out asks me and my SO about the wig. We exchange eye contact and I flat out tell her that I am in fact, transgender.
Her only concern, was if I was doing it to "hook-up" with other people. I explained that as often as I am out, it is about me being me and that I am completely monogamous. She thought that it was "cool" and that I seemed to be a much happier and much nicer person since I came out. She is also a makeup diva and nearly flipped her lid when I showed her my kit!Now I REALLY need to keep it locked up!
I never tell anyone else what to do but look, this is the next generation. This is how the vast majority of these kids think. She has LGBT friends, teachers, etc. My SO and I have raised her to be a confident woman that doesn't need to take anything away from anyone else to make her life better. These kids are gonna be the future.
I'm not planning on taking out an advertisement or anything, but everyone I care about now knows that I am transgender. Anyone else can either take me as I am or walk away, I don't care. I know I am very lucky but I think a lot of it is how the things that terrified us just aren't Really a big deal.
Anyway, my post on a short but rather potent burst of excitement this morning!
Oh yeah, Happy Pride gang!
(A little (trans) girl at the Trans March said "Hello" and wished me a "Happy Pride!" Cutest damn thing I've ever seen!)
Debby
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