I've only known a very small number of transsexuals in person. In fact, only 1 ftm and 3 mtf.
My observation, since all are pretty much under the radar, is that they just want to go about their normal lives. And that's okay with me, especially since that's my own preference as well. One difference with me is that I'm still at the same job I transitioned on, so I've had tons of time to educate people. And most of my friends became nemesis, and I was fired from my job for being who I am by a new manager. That.....is when I started getting furious instead of hurt. I became quite the activist then, used some activist resources, and I got my job back. I gained some respect for doing so, but not so much.
And now, I've won, because I outlasted them, outlived a few, and have seen faces come and go. I have more friends now than I did before I transitioned, but it was emotionally expensive. And with some, my ts'ism is a company urban myth.
On the home front, Marcy and I are just seen as a lesbian couple complete with kids and grand kids. Everything is cool, and all I want is to live, just like anyone else, and not be bothered, and everything is perfect.................nah......it never is.
There's always something out there to bite you if you're ts. And when it happens, you go back into activist mode, and either take action, or not after the anger subsides. A good example of this was just half a year ago. After giving blood to the Red Cross, I get a phone call:
"hello...."
"yes, hello. This is so-and-so with the American Red Cross. Is Beverly_____ available?"
"This is she, how may I help you?"
"No, I would like to speak to BEVERLY ______. Is he available?"
"sigh....This is Ms Beverly ________. What do you want?"
"I would like to speak with Michael Beverly ________.....PLEASE!"
"You are speaking to Michael Beverly _________"
"Okay sir, this is our problem.......we have you listed as female. What gender are you?"
"I'm female. What do you want?"
"Were you male?"
"I'm a transsexual. I'm female. Make your point."
"Okay, so you are male. Have you had genital surgery?"
""What business is that of yours? How dare you be so personal"
"Have you had..."
It's NONE of your business. Goodbye."
"Sir......we have to know"
"Like I said, it's none of your organization's business"
"It's an FDA mandate....."
I don't care, now goodbye, and don't call me again."
*click*
2 days later, another call
"Hello, this is another so-and-so from American Red Cross. May I speak with Beverly ____?"
"This is Ms Beverly ______, and I asked not to be called by your organization again...."
"This won't take long.....we have to fix your gender. According to our records......."
"I told the other woman I'm female. Why do you care?!"
"Well, our records show...."
"Some things change. I'm female. Make a note of it."
"Ummm.....okay"
"Please make a note in my file....do not call me again"
"Yes ma'am. I'm sorry to disturb you"
*click*
A few days later, another call....
"Hello, Beverly _______ please"
"speaking......how may I help you?"
"This is yet another so-and-so from American Red Cross"
"Really! I asked twice now not to be called again."
"I'm sorry Miss ______, but we have a solution for you..."
"Oh?"
"Yes.....all you have to do is that every time you come in to donate, is indicate that you are male."
"REMOVE ME FROM YOUR CALLING LIST"
*BANG*
I went into activist mode, fumed, researched my resources. I was going to take them to court. How DARE they?
This went on for over 2 months......super activist mode.
And then, after the anger subsided..........
I didn't want to make the news, and have my face in the public eye. I didn't want the world to know how to find me or mine, and put us on display.
I just wanted to be left alone....like anyone else. Marcy took the next call from Red Cross when the inevitable call came, and told them 'she is no longer going to donate her blood'.
Writing this, almost puts me back in the mode of activist.
But now, more time has gone by, more grand kids pushed in swings, more quiet walks with my love.
That's all I want in life, and is that really so bad?
*sigh*
Bev