Women I dated, when I was a man
By Jennifer Finney Boylan
http://www.salon.com/mwt/excerpt/2009/07/02/jenny_boylan/index.htmlI kept hoping love would transform me. But, secretly, I longed to be female
Editor's note: The following is excerpted from the book "Love Is a Four-Letter Word: True Stories of Breakups, Bad Relationships and Broken Hearts," a collection of essays edited by Michael Taeckens and published this month by Plume, a member of Penguin Group (USA) Inc.
By Jennifer Finney Boylan
July 2, 2009 | With Maeve it ended with a big fight. This was back when I was still a man. "I never know what you're thinking," she said. We were at a bar in Baltimore, eating potato skins. "I mean, what the ->-bleeped-<-. Who are you, anyway, when you're out of my sight?"
Maeve was in my fiction workshop at Johns Hopkins. It was becoming clear to me that she was a realist, not only in her writing, which was fine, but in her life as well, which was where the trouble came in.
I finished my pint. "Why can't the truth be about this, instead?"
