Monthly Archives: September 2011
I’ve been gone for way too long, I know (well, for my liking anyway). I had full intentions to post at the end of last week about how coming out at work went, but obviously, I didn’t. I think work caught up with me, and then I wasn’t feeling too well, so it kind of fell by the wayside. Anyway, as the title of this post suggests, coming out went as smoothly as could be. Check out my video for updates on how my coworkers reacted to the news and my first month on T.
(The first 7 seconds are weird and I don’t know how to fix it…but it’s good after that)
It’s almost time for the coming out at work, and I’m getting more nervous by the hour, even though the first unveiling isn’t until tomorrow and the second on Thursday. Still, the more I think about it, the more I just want to throw up. I won’t be at the meeting on Wednesday since those staff are not really my direct coworkers, but I will be at the meeting on Thursday, and that’s the one I’m more nervous about. Not only do I have to see their faces when they hear the news, and deal with any possible responses or reactions, but I have to work with them and interact with them on a daily basis. So if this doesn’t go over well, it would suck. A lot. I have this crazy habit of working myself up in a tizzy before situations like this and envisioning how deadly awful they’ll be, but the reality is never even close. I’m sure breaking the news to my coworkers won’t be anything like what I’ve made it out to be in my head, but still, I’m scared. At least I know that I have the full support of the three people in the office who rank above me, which at times does considerably ease my anxiety. Keep reading
I can’t believe it’s been two weeks since my first shot of T. Okay no, that’s a lie, I can believe it—because it’s felt like a month. It’s crazy to me that my top surgery date seems so quickly approaching (it’s not) but each T shot seems so far away (they’re not). I’m procrastinating taking tonight’s shot by writing this post, but by the time most of you are reading it, I’ll be two shots in to the physical transformation that’s bound to happen. Why I’m procrastinating taking it, I’m not sure. Probably because I’ve been looking forward to it since the minute I took the last one two weeks ago, and as soon as the plunger hits plastic and the syringe is empty, it’s another long two week wait.
As far as noticeable changes go, I’d be lying if I said I noticed any other than one minor annoying issue which is a tad bit private, if you know what I mean. (I’m sure all of the others on T out there do.) Although, I was so excited after my first shot two Thursdays ago that I woke up early on Friday to get ready for work, saw a few hairs on my left index finger, and excitedly shook Alex awake to tell him I had hair growth from the T. I think he laughed, rolled his eye at me, and went back to bed. I was convinced it was from the T, even though it most obviously was not. Keep reading
I’ve been holding off writing a post about Chaz Bono and the Dancing With the Stars drama for quite some time—actually, since the DWTS cast was first announced. My initial reaction to the announcement of the cast was surprise that ABC would cast an openly trans person on the show (as I feel like ABC tends to be “family-friendly,” and therefore conservative), but my surprise very quickly turned to happiness, of course. I don’t think there’s any need for me to go on about how Chaz is a regular guy, there’s nothing wrong with him transitioning, etc. as I obviously understand how normal being trans is and how there’s nothing wrong with somebody who is.
The reason I even wanted to post about this is the first place is in response to all of the utterly ridiculous, homophobic, and transphobic comments that many people have made over the past few weeks, be them in public forums, blog posts, or online news sites. Being trans, I can tell you that I surely don’t feel any different or immoral or freakish than the rest of the world out there–I just feel like me. I am me. I’ve been oh so tempted to fire back equally hateful comments on some of the hate-spewing blog posts I’ve seen over the weeks, but logic and reason won out in the end. Responding to somebody’s hate-filled comments with poorly constructed emotional rhetoric of mine wouldn’t really do much, other than giving myself (and possibly other trans folks out there) a bad name.
Today, I came across one of the best posts I’ve seen regarding Chaz being on DWTS—it was short, to the point, and made me smile. I hope you all take a moment to visit Elizabeth Anne’s blog and read her latest post: People should be treated as people. I guarantee you’ll enjoy it!