To say I have family issues would be an understatement. I have an alcoholic father and a mother who may or may not be addicted at this time. My father is a lapsed Catholic and my mother is a Christian, probably of the baptist tradition. And they are both really trying to coerce me out of becoming more myself than ever. I believe that this is probably due to the fact that they cannot deal with their “son” being an atheist, that if I am a transsexual, I would somehow be beyond the saving of a god that created the problem in the first place. So, this is why they ignore me, shut me out and every time I phone or write them, they give me all sorts of hell. Things like lying about me, threatening me with physical harm (had to phone Denver Police once) and calling me by that old name. I’ve had enough and I have decided that until they are willing to behave in a respectful manner, they would not be allowed to contact me. Fairly simple ideal, no? Continue reading ‘Family Issues’
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When I say the phrase “chosen family”, it means the family that I surround myself with and the people in my biological family that I like. People like my little sister, Aunt Lori and Uncle Jim fit this category by default. I don’t exactly know whether or not my grandmother would as she hasn’t really talked with me since I’ve started using my new name and told her that I am working on a serious path that will lead to a sex change. My grandmother, from all accounts, is a very religious woman (she lives in Texas so I am certain you can guess which religion) and she works as a receptionist at a church in Clear Lake. Of course, since I have not talked to her on the subject, it could go either way. Hell, my Uncle Jim is a Episcopalian minister and has accepted me as I am and is working on trying to regender me in his mind, even though I act badly and chastise him when he makes mistakes, which is wrong (although, he lived in Sacramento for years so that could also affect his ideology). Continue reading ‘The Idea of Chosen Family’
Right now, I am having some troubles with my good friend, Becca. On Sunday night, I falsely accused her of ‘using me’ just so she could get access to my computer. Now, when I logically think about this, nothing could be further from the truth. But logic never permeates thoughts and actions when they are done without thinking and in the moment. So, I shot my mouth off and falsely accused her of wrongdoing without any basis at all. And of course, this depresses me and angers her because we are separated by a wall created by my own stupidity. Just fucking great.
Now, as you know - I am a transsexual whose biggest ambitions in life are to transition and become a writer and a professor at a University. However, there is all the flotsam about self-esteem and appearance that really bothers me. And right now, the one thing I can do to improve my self-esteem and appearance is to lose weight. Since I weigh about 200 lbs and have a ‘beer belly’, this is something that needs to be improved. So, I am planning to start attending Bikram yoga courses and I have contacted the Bikram yoga college in Westminster. So far, it seems like the best deal in the Denver/Boulder corridor ($50 a month for the first month, $50 for the second month if you can make 25 courses in the first 30 days that you paid for and $130 thereafter). Continue reading ‘Contemplating Yoga’