in accepting that is? Shame. Emabarrasment. But mostly (misplaced) shame. I suspect this is what is at the root of both sides of the issue for those of us who belong to the TG community (and as an SO I consider myself a member).
So where does this shame come from I ask myself? From our upbringings? Our parents? Society?
At any rate that shame held me for too long in it's grips. It took time to come to grips with that shame. It took time to understand that my own shame was affecting my darling Carin. It was a relief to let it go finally. And in it's place I was able to put pride. Pride for my Carin and her courage in becomming whole and complete. Pride in being a strong couple regardless of gender identification. Love in abundance.
Thoughts?
Louise.
