I’ve always like belonging to someone …<\/p>\n
Not necessarily in a possessory manner,<\/p>\n
But in a “someone liking or caring about me enough to claim me as theirs<\/i>” sorta way.<\/p>\n
Whether I was someone’s son, brother, nephew, grandson, friend, best friend, second baseman, boyfriend, husband, business partner, roommate, neighbor, co-worker, accountant, attorney, whatever …<\/p>\n
Whenever a word of definition was used to reference me in a way conveying more personalization than description …<\/p>\n
I loved it.<\/p>\n
And I still do.<\/p>\n
Unfortunately, by transitioning, all those identifiers have been reset …<\/p>\n
I’m simply not a term of proud possession anymore.<\/p>\n
There’s enough, unspoken discomfort with me, or<\/p>\n
Appreciation of the risk of potential embarassment,<\/p>\n
That people shy away from engaging in such usage.<\/p>\n
I notice it,<\/p>\n
It bums me out,<\/p>\n
But hey, it’s just part of the deal.<\/p>\n
And it’s my goal to be the type of person that someday in the future,<\/p>\n
As time passes,<\/p>\n
People important to me will again be comfortable enough to claim me as some sort of theirs again.<\/p>\n
Anyways,<\/p>\n
With that being said …
\n
\nA few weeks ago I disclosed my function to a couple of clients of mine,<\/p>\n
Who over the years have become very, very close and dear friends.<\/p>\n
Both knew I had something of significance to tell them when I drove to their town to go out to dinner with them.<\/p>\n
I’m not sure what they were expecting,<\/p>\n
I think the Hat Maker wasn’t really surprised at all,<\/p>\n
While Morning Drive was shocked.<\/p>\n
Both were super courteous to me during and after I disclosed,<\/p>\n
And both wished me the best afterwards.<\/p>\n
I’ve had some contact since then via e-mail,<\/p>\n
Just answering some follow-up questions,<\/p>\n
Talking through things.<\/p>\n
As always … there’s a period of shock after disclosure …<\/p>\n
Where people either try to get a grasp on it that works for them to help preserve the friendship … or,<\/p>\n
Then don’t try and the friendship either ends harshly\/abruptly or just withers away.<\/p>\n
Fortunately for me (and them I might add :)),<\/p>\n
They both seem to be trying to get a grasp on it in a way that works for them such that our friendship can persevere.<\/p>\n
Last night I was exchanging a couple of e-mails with Hat Maker,<\/p>\n
She suffers from the insomnia thang too …<\/p>\n
Anyways,<\/p>\n
She wrote me that earlier in the day Morning Drive was reviewing the AP feed and there was a story about a transsexual,<\/p>\n
And that Morning Drive e-mailed her the story prefaced with the introduction …<\/p>\n
“Ours is … <\/i>”<\/p>\n
Followed by a very nice compliment.<\/p>\n
“Ours is. <\/i>”<\/p>\n
Sweet ! \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
Granted, some may find the statement bothersome in a way,<\/p>\n
Interpreting it to connote that I’m included or claimed as a “token transsexual”.<\/p>\n
But that’s not the meaning here …<\/p>\n
What was meant is simply a dear friend,<\/p>\n
Coming to terms with my function,<\/p>\n
And finding it in his heart to offer me a very nice compliment,<\/p>\n
While affirming our<\/i> friendship,<\/p>\n
Kewl. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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