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’
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I heard today on a discussion board that I frequent that there was an event centered around the transphobic Michigan Womyn’s Music Festival called Camp Trans. For the uninitiated, the problem with the Michigan Womyn’s Festival is that it adopted a policy in the 70s that it currently holds to today known as ‘womyn-born-womyn only’. This policy is so hurtful to transwomen and should be challenged at every opportunity. Some detractors might say that the Michigan Womyn’s Festival has stopped being so transphobic or that we should butt out of what happened decades ago due to the fact that we are not ‘real womyn’, I would like to quote a press release that was sent from Lisa Vogel: Continue reading ‘Camp Trans And Why I Am Sad I Cannot Go’
Yeah, it’s always a very nervous experience to meet another person that you find online. Many times, it can start an experience that causes for reflection and self-discovery. And other times, you get some real freaks. But there are also the times when you find people who absolutely fascinate you. And I guess today’s meeting would identify more with the third statement. I met with an online friend that is, in fact, trans. And, finally for once, some one my age! Continue reading ‘Met one of my online friends today’
Sadly, I learned about a month ago that the amount of the Stafford Loan from Community College of Denver is too laughably small to help me get the surgery. So, with the little job prospects that I do have and the little hope that I have of getting gainful employment, I am going to have to cede to the fact that I will not be having surgery before the end of the surgery. But if nothing else, it will help teach me how to live as female without the surgery, thus appreciating the surgery more. And yes, it will give me more time to prepare things before I leave. Namely, the little things such as getting a cache of money together for Chinese food delivery, a cache of food to ensure that I do not have to run to Whole Foods while lying around the house, enough to pay off my utilties for a couple of months and to purchase the sundry items needed that I would go through much quicker since I would be at home, recovering from major surgery. Continue reading ‘The surgery date will have to be next year’
On my way home from the GLBT Centre on Tuesday (printing off a few things and thanking Rahn for his spectacular work with Pridefest), I saw this truck that was painted up with all sorts of Biblical hate speech against homosexuality and Senate Bill 200 (PDF). Continue reading ‘“Truth Truck” Blasts Senate Bill 200′
As I have let on numerous times in my last post and in my day to day conversations, yesterday was my 21st birthday. It was also the day of the pride parade. And to be fair, I didn’t just attend the parade, I marched in it with my fellow UUs and my friend Judy. It was a very high energy event and I was very excited to be a part of the parade. True, it was hot and I wasn’t wearing a suitable hat, let alone sunscreen with a suitable SPF (15 is not enough, I tells ya!), but I am definitely doing this again next year. ^_^ Continue reading ‘Happy Pride and Happy 21st Birthday’
After going through the closest thing to purgatory that an atheist can go through, the greyhound bus, I finalized my legal name change on the 29th of May. ^_^ It was a journey that took me approximately 4 days of hell and torment. The journey started on Tuesday, May 27th, when I arrived at the Denver Greyhound station and had to wait in fucking line for a baggage tag for one of my bags. I was almost worried that the bus would leave me. But the bus ultimately left 45 minutes late because the driver needed to pack about 6 more people onto the bus. And before we even left, a passenger that was drunk as a skunk, took a swing at another passenger before we even left the terminal. Well, at least he got a good night’s rest at Denver County Jail. Continue reading ‘The Name Change!’
There is a threat in this world that threatens the very people that support it. Ex-gay camps, or as they really are, gay concentration camps, make money off of the gullible people that are willing to send their kids on one of these retreats. These people scoop the personality and critical thinking skills (or what is left of them) out of a person’s head and collect your money. This is not a tin foil hat conspiracy theory, it is actually happening right here and right now! Sometimes, people are able to break free from the programming that goes on at these camps (thus creating ex-ex-gays, who speak out against the institution). However, given this very real threat, we should all be aware of it and do everything we can to stop it. Continue reading ‘Ex-Gay Quackery and Why You Should Care’
On Tuesday, I will be making the trip to Indiana to finalize the legal name change. I have a few sets of clothes packed and enough food to get me there and maybe to help me survive the trip back. I have enough reading material to interest me for the trip there, and when I get back, I will bring back the rest of my reading materials in my second suitcase (hope Areya can spare $5 for the extra suitcase fee that Greyhound levies, I am broke after Wells Fargo levied one false overdraft fee too many). Other than that, I am totally ready and excited to attend the name change hearing before the judge in the middle-of-fucking-nowhere, Indiana. And I am totally excited to head the hell back here to Colorado and obtain my fully female ID card with the DR 2083 that I had to have Dr. Wilson sign. Continue reading ‘My pilgrimage to Indiana and the blog’
I am not an angry person, seriously! However, I do have a difficult time with people from my past using my male name. To be honest, it sickens me to no end and I feel completely horrible that some people have to be such sleazebags to continue to use the old name, at least (they claim) until the name change. Guess what? I am Jessica and I am not that old male persona. So, please show me a little fucking respect and dignity by calling and referring to me by my name. Sorry, had to vent there! Continue reading ‘Rant: Why do you want to use THAT fucking name?’