Ok I'm slowly getting everything in order. (Why hasn't the make up gun been invented yet?) Slowly enforcing correct pronouns with people. Work knows I'm on hormones. Know how to change my name (I think I'm right). After a lovely fight when I came out to my mother earlier this year we are now back on speaking terms, fingers crossed because in my family the game of realpolitik is very very true. This is something I will want all the family I can get behind me. Now on that note I have written a letter to my brother. I'm somebody who will can not only blow up a bridge but blow up the remains. So while a rough draft is my temper clouding my writing. Any suggestions and thoughts will be appreciated.
Dear [Brother],
I hope married life has been finding you well. The reason I'm writing this is that at your wedding you mentioned "Family is always important to us, and this is a way to bring our families together". Well this is a chance for to test yourself or see if your words were mere wind.
I'm writing this missive not as your brother gypsy luke p. but as your sister gypsy isla c. After many years of soul searching and some serious counseling I was approved to start hormone therapy to transition for male to female. While this decision was easy for me because it is something I have known for a long time, the reaction of others and or there adjustments is something I understand will take time. I'm aware the journey can be rocky and even I'm not truly aware of my final destination. But we are both aware how much I'm willing to do what I believe regardless what others think. This is one path I'm taking with my head high, eyes open and a smile on my face.
Yes my body will change to one of a female appearance, but that is all. Inside I will still stay the same person. The girl that taught you not to be afraid of the monster under the bed, because you two where on first name basis. I'm still the same Simpsons quoting, avid book reading bowler you grew up with. The girl who she should always do what she says she would do, no matter what the cost. The one who can let things directed at them wash over, but is always quick to respond when she feels one of her family members is being treated unjustly. Using any and all means at her disposal to correct the problem. You see [Brother] the goods haven't changed, just their packaging.
[Brother] you will notice I like you have also changed my name. I did so to honor a man in our family I deeply admired. While growing up to be (the man he was
) would be a hard task for anyone. If I could reach half of his standards I would of achieved more then most people could hope to achieve. So my dear [Brother] I'm not writing this asking for your acceptance, support or permission, but to inform you that changes have occurred. Your brother is dead, long live your sister.
Your loving sister
gypsy isla c.
