So like most of us, I imagine, I have met and become friends with a lot of girls here and on a couple of other boards. Recently, I made the acquaintance of a mid twenties transwoman. We were chatting a little and I learned she was broke and had no ride to get bloodwork done, and without it could not get her scrip for her HRT meds.
Yes I know this is the CD board, but stay with me.
Being always the soft heart, I offered to drive her. Her house isn't too far from my office. So yesterday, after work and in drab, I drove over there. The house turned out to be in a pretty rough neighborhood in Detroit. Not the worst, but pretty rough. I pulled up in front of a run down place with stuff all over the front yard and a broken down pickup in the drive apparently dead.
She came shyly out and got into the car. As we drove I discovered she had no family here and no job. She had come from somewhere down south having escaped a bad scene at home and a very unsupportive local environment. She wore clothing that had seen better days, and her nail polish was chipped, but she radiated femininity and smiled and laughed easily. I learned she liked music and anime and hoped to visit London one day. I also learned that she had made a couple of mistakes here and there, like all of us. And that she had been homeless for nearly a year, sleeping on the ground in the woods near a local college. Her situation now was one that gave her a couch to sleep on.
We took her for her tests, and I drove her back. She thanked me and went inside.
Never once did she say anything about feeling sorry for herself. Never once did she complain. Instead, she was simply happy as can be to be getting her bloodwork done. She exuded pride about being trans, and did so happily and with a charming and pretty smile.
I share this for perspective.
I know I am plenty guilty of this myself, but so often I know we all get caught up in worrying about our own problems...getting our spouse to accept us, grousing when they dont, worrying about going out dressed, how we look, what others will think..etc...and I think we forget how very lucky so many of us are. Roofs over our heads, food to eat, friends (online at least), clothing to wear (enough for two people usually lol).
We have it pretty good, most of us do.
I dont know about you, but I will be remembering that a lot more clearly now.
Hugs and Happt 4th of July
Sammie
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