I just got home from work... well from a work party and a few drinks actually but work was just before that. I'm a little buzzed right now. OK, thats a lie too. I'm a lot buzzed. I've got more then a few beers and 3 or 4 mixed drinks in me. so yeah... I'm feeling it.
I started a new job back in February as a waitress and its been a hell of a ride. I figured I was passing very well and my confidence was high but my income was, well, lets just say that unemployment wasn't working. yeah yeah, pun intended. I took the job out of desperation. I lost my job back in September of 2008 where I was making $40,000+ per year and decided that this time off would be a perfect time to transition. So I did.
Well unemployment was running out and I was desperate for income so one night while out for dinner at a popular steak house with a close friend. I asked the proprietor if he was hiring. He says "actually yes we are" and I said, "great! when do I start?" I've been there every since.
Since then things have been a real roller coaster. There are days when I just want to blow my brains out but more often then not I am just grateful to be alive and living the dream. Most of the people I work with love me and are perfectly OK with who I am. The only trouble comes from those few ass hole customers who read me and ask my coworkers, "is Cami a ->-bleeped-<-?" Now I know that some on here identify as a crossdresser or ->-bleeped-<- and that's cool but personally I HATE being called that. My coworkers are a great group and they all ways reply with something like " she is a transsexual and we just love her" or "Cami is in the process of becoming a woman and she is very open about it, ask her if you have questions."
I hate to say it but it is only the Latino men that I work with that really have a problem with me. I know that given the chance they would kill me. Oh well, It must suck to be that insecure in your own sexuality.
We just had a family reunion on my mothers side and that was quite an event. I reconnected with family that I have not seen in over 20 years. It was amazing and heart breaking at the same time. My parents are very conservative Pentecostals and my mother told my aunt who was hosting the reunion that she, my father and two brothers would not be attending if I went. I called my mother to ask her about it. I said,
"so I understand that your are not going to go to the reunion if I go"
and she said,
"I have to take a stand for Jesus. I don't want anyone to think that I approve of your lifestyle. What would happen if the rapture took place and I was standing next to you? I would be left behind!"
I quoted to her a passage in the bible that says that when God calls his chosen home that there were will be two standing in the field, one will be taken and the other left behind. I said,
"Are you really that insecure in your own salvation that you believe that God will judge you based on who you are standing beside?"
Her reply was "Well, I have to take a stand and I don't approve!"
My mother is a severe diabetic and is completely blind and unable to walk and on dialysis because of it. I told her that I would gladly give up a kidney for her but she refused because I have "defiled my temple"
I said,
"So your going to let your own insecurity in your salvation and what other people are going to think of you stop you from seeing your brothers and sisters that you have not seen in 10 or more years ?"
And she says,
" Yes, I have to take a stand for Jesus!"
So then I told her,
"That's fine, that's your decision. Don't call me when you need help, Don't contact my kids and don't come to my funeral when I die!" And I hung up on her. I have not talked to her since.
It hurts like hell because my mother and I were very close before I came out but that's all gone now. But I'm done hiding.
I am still very much a Christian and I know God gave me this trial for a reason. I love who I am and I love being alive. Life happens. How you choose to deal with life is all up to you. I can not change how people feel but I can change how it affects me. I love being Cami!
So the big one cane tonight while at an employee party hosted by my employer. It was our annual employee appreciation party and against my better judgment I went. Now as I mentioned before, some of the men there have a problem with me and because of this and a few others that were some what standoffish of me I had considered not going at all but some of the women I work with begged me to come so I did. I felt kind of like a wall flower all night but I made the best of it. I was on my way to the bathroom just before my taxi arrived when on of my co workers yelled, "Hey ->-bleeped-<-ot!" I ignored him so then he yells "Cami!" and I turned to tell him to shove off and he took and entire peanut butter pie and smeared it all over my face and hair
I was in tears and soooo pissed off as I went to the bathroom to clean up. Did I say all this to get sympathy ? No, I said all this to say this... If you are not prepared to loose everything and face hatred and persecution and even the chance of physical harm just to be who you know you really are then you will never succeed.
I love who I am despite what the masses think. So many guys are interested in me until they find out that I am a transsexual and then I never hear from them again and one even became abusive. But I still keep working toward the goal. I have lost every thing. My home, my marriage my car, my job, my friends and my family but I knew this was a possibility going into it all and I did it any way.
The bottom line is this. If your not willing to risk it all to be who you know you are inside then your not serious about becoming a male or female, which ever the case may be for you. It comes down to either ->-bleeped-<- or get off the pot. Stop bitching about, "if my parents, family, or friends accepted me I would transition" or "if my wife/husband would stay with me then I would do it". If your not prepared to loose it all then you will never transition.
How bad do you want it? Answer this question and then be prepared to live with that decision and it's consequences.
I see so many people on here that say "I depend on my parents or spouse to maintain my lifestyle and way of life" and the only thing I can think is this. When the pain of staying the same becomes grater then the pain of change then change will happen. If your not ready to make it on your own then you never will. If you want it to happen then make it happen. Stop waiting for the world to catch up to you. Discover your dream and then make it happen.
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