{"id":1114,"date":"2004-09-12T15:42:16","date_gmt":"2004-09-12T20:42:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/amynews.com\/?p=1104"},"modified":"2015-10-08T17:38:14","modified_gmt":"2015-10-08T21:38:14","slug":"unusual-no-more","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/amynews.com\/2004\/09\/unusual-no-more\/","title":{"rendered":"UnUsual No More"},"content":{"rendered":"

Summer break ended Wednesday night …<\/p>\n

And another bowling season began,<\/p>\n

Season Number 7.<\/p>\n

Woooo hoooo !!! \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

Sweet !!!<\/p>\n

I was so looking forward to just hanging out with my friends again !<\/p>\n

But,<\/p>\n

Despite the fact that in some people’s opinion …<\/p>\n

My transitioning is the ultimate in selfish acts,<\/p>\n

I have never forgotten …<\/p>\n

And keep at the forefront of my mind,<\/p>\n

The impact my transition has and can have on others.<\/p>\n

So when it became clear earlier in the week …<\/p>\n

That dealing with the reactions of other people in the league …<\/p>\n

On Wednesday bowling night,<\/p>\n

When I showed up chica,<\/p>\n

Would make some of my Wednesday night peeps uncomfortable,<\/p>\n

I relunctantly accepted that …<\/p>\n

My years as an UnUsual Suspect had come to an end.
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\nEven though I was well aware this would happen<\/a> …<\/p>\n

I had been fighting it.<\/p>\n

Trying to figure out a way so that this part of my life could be preserved.<\/p>\n

And as recently as Tuesday …<\/p>\n

I thought I had.<\/p>\n

I was planning on taking care of a few lingering talks with some on Tuesday and Wednesday,<\/p>\n

Show up for the Wednesday night tailgate,<\/p>\n

Then go bowling …<\/p>\n

Deal with it<\/i>, and<\/p>\n

Just hang out with my friends,<\/p>\n

Because it’s not<\/i> about the bowling ! \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

However,<\/p>\n

The “deal with it<\/i>” part became the hang-up.<\/p>\n

Dealing with it<\/i>” meant how would we handle the questions, observations or comments of the people we intereact with there over the disappearance of Joe and appearance of Amy.<\/p>\n

This is an established group of bowlers and drinkers …<\/p>\n

Very little changes from year to year …<\/p>\n

So when someone new comes in,<\/p>\n

Or someone old doesn’t return …<\/p>\n

People notice.<\/p>\n

Over the summer,<\/p>\n

We had been discussing how “deal with it<\/i>” should be implemented.<\/p>\n

One way was …<\/p>\n

To just introduce me as someone completely new …<\/p>\n

Joe’s sister, cousin or just another friend,<\/p>\n

And if suspected, asked or confronted …<\/p>\n

Deny I was Joe unless and until presented with clear and convicing otherwise.<\/p>\n

The benefit to this approach was that if successful,<\/p>\n

None of us would have to deal with the transsexual issue then.<\/p>\n

Well,<\/p>\n

Let’s be real …<\/p>\n

It was really so my friends wouldn’t have to deal with my transsexual issue,<\/p>\n

Because I have to deal with it every day in so many things I do …<\/p>\n

As having to address this particular issue exemplifies. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

Yet knowing what it’s like having to address the issue in so many different settings …<\/p>\n

Means I will go to great lengths to prevent or minimize my friends and family from having to do likewise.<\/p>\n

Which is why the “introduce me as someone completely new<\/i>” approach was even being considered,<\/p>\n

But I think there was a serious downside to this option.<\/p>\n

Principally,<\/p>\n

I think implementation would be incredibly difficult.<\/p>\n

There is way too much of a “recognition by association<\/i>” risk.<\/p>\n

For 6 years,<\/p>\n

Despite others having come and go …<\/p>\n

It has always been …<\/p>\n

Singer, Hottie and me.<\/p>\n

And I think if suddenly …<\/p>\n

We say that the blonde with similar hair to Joe,<\/p>\n

Who looks similar to Joe,<\/p>\n

Drinks the same beer as Joe,<\/p>\n

Has the same dorked up bowling style as Joe,<\/p>\n

And the same faded scar across her forehead as Joe …<\/p>\n

With who knows what other little physical identifiers some have recognized on me …<\/p>\n

The approach would be identified as a falsehood rather quickly.<\/p>\n

Now granted,<\/p>\n

In settings where people don’t expect to see Joe,<\/p>\n

Or don’t expect to see Joe with the people I’m with …<\/p>\n

There’s very little risk of recognition by people who know me as who I used to be.<\/p>\n

But in this setting,<\/p>\n

The people are nosy and inquisitive …<\/p>\n

I don’t think we could fool them for long.<\/p>\n

Not to mention,<\/p>\n

There’s always the possibility one of us might screw up and inadvertently say something to confirm my past.<\/p>\n

And once it’s figured out …<\/p>\n

The first denial and deception would make dealing with it afterwards worse …<\/p>\n

As if I was embarassed by or deceitful about my life.<\/p>\n

The other “deal with it<\/i>” option was simply,<\/p>\n

To tell the truth when asked or recognized.<\/p>\n

This is me now,<\/p>\n

I used to be Joe, and …<\/p>\n

I had a heck of an interesting summer. \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n

Some people would be fine with it,<\/p>\n

And some wouldn’t be …<\/p>\n

Just like life elsewhere.<\/p>\n

Which is what creates the big disadvantage with this approach …<\/p>\n

I’d be putting my friends in a situation where they have to deal with people that are not fine with it.<\/p>\n

Now honestly …<\/p>\n

It was my plan to do as I do …<\/p>\n

And when recognized or asked,<\/p>\n

Just tell the truth.<\/p>\n

I’m not a good liar,<\/p>\n

And with my past,<\/p>\n

Lying is just taking me back to where I was before I transitioned …<\/p>\n

Having to be super-phreaking concerned with everything I say,<\/p>\n

Everything I do,<\/p>\n

Lest someone figure out I’m transsexual.<\/p>\n

Now I am certainly not an in your face transsexual …<\/p>\n

I don’t have the self-confidence for that opportunity.<\/p>\n

Yet, though I have gone to great lengths to just blend in …<\/p>\n

I don’t deny my past.<\/p>\n

There are too many great memories for me to ever want to pretend like they never happened,<\/p>\n

And too many people I know from my past,<\/p>\n

Who might not have a problem with me when they find out,<\/p>\n

That I would miss out on having the chance to associate with them …<\/p>\n

If I never let them know that they already know me when they suspect they do.<\/p>\n

However, some definitely thought the “introduce me as someone completely new<\/i>” approach was the way to go …<\/p>\n

And that my “tell them the truth if asked<\/i>” preference would make them uncomfortable.<\/p>\n

Now this is a credit to and example of what great friendships are made of …<\/p>\n

The ability to openly and rationally express opinions and feelings without it being a reflection on the friendship …<\/p>\n

And to recognize differences of opinions.<\/p>\n

At no point was it ever suggested that if I didn’t agree to the “introduce me as someone completely new<\/i>” approach …<\/p>\n

I wouldn’t welcomed to hang out anymore on Wednesday night.<\/p>\n

And at no point did I ever say,<\/p>\n

If I can’t tell the truth when asked,<\/p>\n

I don’t want to hang out anymore on Wednesday night.<\/p>\n

I think the positives and negatives of both choices were recognized by all,<\/p>\n

And if anything lead to an impasse of sort …<\/p>\n

Where a decision had to be made,<\/p>\n

But no one really wanted to make the decision.<\/p>\n

Ultimately though,<\/p>\n

It was my decision.<\/p>\n

And I needed to hear that my presence was wanted and others there who would have issue with me would not ruin our UnUsual fun.<\/p>\n

However, I never heard that,<\/p>\n

And I appreciate the honesty in our discussions.<\/p>\n

So the rationale that went through my mind was this:<\/p>\n

In both approaches …<\/p>\n

I was going to be uncomfortable,<\/p>\n

‘Cause trust me …<\/p>\n

Even though numbed to a degree from the scars of Disclosure …<\/p>\n

Telling the truth of one’s function still sucks.<\/p>\n

Now,<\/p>\n

With my “just tell the truth<\/i>” approach,<\/p>\n

Others would clearly be uncomfortable …<\/p>\n

I was told such.<\/p>\n

But in the “introduce me as someone completely new<\/i>” approach …<\/p>\n

Only I would really be uncomfortable.<\/p>\n

Since if it was successful …<\/p>\n

My peeps wouldn’t have to deal with my reactions of others,<\/p>\n

While I would just have to deal with perpectuating a myth about me again,<\/p>\n

Which is uncomfortable only for me.<\/p>\n

Then once the falsehood was figured out …<\/p>\n

And it would be,<\/p>\n

The lie would more be a sour reflection of me than of anyone else,<\/p>\n

So again the discomfort would be mine alone.<\/p>\n

And with that figured out,<\/p>\n

Well …<\/p>\n

I knew I really couldn’t go into a setting where I know lying about who I am would be quickly figured out,<\/p>\n

And anyone that has half an understanding or appreciation of the importance I place on my family and friends …<\/p>\n

Knows that I try hard not to do things to make them uncomfortable when I can avoid it,<\/p>\n

So my decision was obvious.<\/p>\n

It’s not like the old days with us …<\/p>\n

When we could go out several nights of the week,<\/p>\n

And afford having one night of uncomfortability,<\/p>\n

Because we could more than make up for it on other nights.<\/p>\n

Now …<\/p>\n

Between work,<\/p>\n

Family commitments,<\/p>\n

Life responsibilities, and<\/p>\n

Children …<\/p>\n

Getting our one night a week in is more than a challenge,<\/p>\n

And I am not going to be the person to make my friends one night of weekly fun uncomfortable.<\/p>\n

So Tuesday afternoon during the telephone conversation where others’ position on the topic were being reiterated to me,<\/p>\n

I muttered the words I had been trying to avoid …<\/p>\n

Just count me out.<\/i>”<\/p>\n

And the quick responsive “ok<\/i>” confirmed …<\/p>\n

The End of An Era.<\/p>\n

Now …<\/p>\n

I know,<\/p>\n

Some may say that I’m being extreme with this post,<\/p>\n

That things may change, and<\/p>\n

Other opportunities to congregate will present themselves.<\/p>\n

But that is not the case.<\/p>\n

True,<\/p>\n

Things may change,<\/p>\n

But change is never easy.<\/p>\n

Once events are set in motion …<\/p>\n

They will follow the path of least resistance.<\/p>\n

The path of least resistance is the status quo,<\/p>\n

And …<\/p>\n

The status quo is now one where I’ve been replaced.<\/p>\n

There is a new group on Wednesday night …<\/p>\n

Where I’m not included,<\/p>\n

Where common memories and experiences are being created to which I cannot share,<\/p>\n

Which solidifies that collection of people as the status quo even more.<\/p>\n

Besides,<\/p>\n

Nothing will change anytime soon that would make my presence at that venue less uncomfortable for others.<\/p>\n

And it’s not like I didn’t know I would hate this decision before finding myself having to make it …<\/p>\n

And feel as empty as I do as a result.<\/p>\n

That’s why I was trying to figure out how to avoid making this one,<\/p>\n

But the only real solution would of been us bowling and hanging out someplace new …<\/p>\n

And once it was decided the same old place was going to be the call …<\/p>\n

Nothing I could do would make things more comfortable for others …<\/p>\n

While keeping me included.<\/p>\n

I made the decision knowing what it would do to me …<\/p>\n

But this time …<\/p>\n

I made this decision for others,<\/p>\n

Not me.<\/p>\n

And as far as other opportunities to congretate presenting themselves …<\/p>\n

Oh sure,<\/p>\n

I’m not saying they won’t.<\/p>\n

Of course they will …<\/p>\n

And there are certainly more episodes of our collective adventures to be written,<\/p>\n

But their frequency will diminish substantially.<\/p>\n

98.2% of the time we hung out …<\/p>\n

In spring, summer, fall or winter,<\/p>\n

It was on Wednesday night.<\/p>\n

And now with Wednesday nights being out of the question,<\/p>\n

Future adventures will be like the occasional reunion show.<\/p>\n

And suggesting otherwise,<\/p>\n

Well …<\/p>\n

That’s just nice, denial talk void of any recognition of reality.<\/p>\n

Even the possibility of hanging out with them every now and then on Wednesday night …<\/p>\n

Subbing, if you will, when one of the now regulars can’t make it,<\/p>\n

Isn’t a possibility,<\/p>\n

As others uncomfortability and the related issues …<\/p>\n

Are there if I show up every week,<\/p>\n

Or just occasionally.<\/p>\n

I’m terribly sad about losing the opportunity to spend time with this amazing group of people,<\/p>\n

Because in some respects I’m finally coming into my own,<\/p>\n

And these dear friends who stuck with me through the tough times …<\/p>\n

Don’t get the benefit of enjoying the new, improved company of me in these better times.<\/p>\n

Hanging out with one another weekly would have given them that opportunity.<\/p>\n

And without such a chance for regular, frequent exposure to the new me,<\/p>\n

In some ways forever,<\/p>\n

I’ll always be their friend Joe who had a sex change,<\/p>\n

Not their friend Amy.<\/p>\n

That’s an opportunity I certainly regret not having.<\/p>\n

But dwelling on my loss does not give proper respect to all the great times and memories we had …<\/p>\n

Each of them individually,<\/p>\n

And the collection of them as a group,<\/p>\n

Have been critical to the success of my transition.<\/p>\n

Miss Daisy’s practical advice and willingness to be my safe date when I needed one;<\/p>\n

Sister’s understanding of what I was feeling when I couldn’t say it and providing words of positive encouragement whenever I desparately needed them;<\/p>\n

Hottie’s ability to make me laugh when I longed for a laugh, protection of me when I needed protection, and hugs offered with the words “you’re doing good<\/i>“;<\/p>\n

Singer’s ability to always know exactly what to tell me when I needed to hear it, patience in teaching me so much that I didn’t know, and determination to make me live by getting me out, about and reintegrated back into the world; and,<\/p>\n

The UnUsual Suspects’ support in having our own Gender Nights Out while we all got used to being around and interacting with Me 2.0.<\/p>\n

They gave me love, understanding and confidence.<\/p>\n

I am what I am today in large part because of these people,<\/p>\n

And everyone that gives a rip about me is forever indebted to them.<\/p>\n

I’ll miss our weekly adventures …<\/p>\n

But I’ll never forget them.<\/p>\n

So now,<\/p>\n

For the last time …<\/p>\n

I’m going to use our collective moniker with the present tense,<\/p>\n

Hey UnUsual Suspects, you rock !!!!!<\/i>” \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

Editor’s Note:<\/b> As the result of not seeing Hottie this past Wednesday night, I was unable to give him my traditional belated birthday card for his birthday …<\/p>\n

Something historically done on the first night of bowling after summer break.<\/p>\n

His birthday was September 5th (I think :), though honestly, I really just always made sure I brought him a birthday card the first night we were back. :))<\/p>\n

Anyways,<\/p>\n

He’s been looking younger and younger each time I’ve seen him the past year. A trait I attribute solely to some good, positive, healthy kharma he’s getting from hanging out with Baby Spice !! \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

So,<\/p>\n

Before I forget …<\/p>\n

Everyone please wish Hottie a belated Happy Birthday ! \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

Happy Belated Birthday Hottie !!!!<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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