My Friend Chloe
Filed by: Dr. Jillian T. Weiss
March 14, 2011 1:00 PM
http://www.bilerico.com/2011/03/my_friend_chloe.phpIn 1996 or so, I went after a long day in the law office to a place called the Manhattan Gay Community Center to get counseling at the Gender Identity Project, where transsexuals could go to get help. Wearing my suit and my butch haircut, I was scared and ashamed, afraid I would be seen, and afraid not to be seen.
Suddenly a woman went past my field of vision like a sunburst. Like a goddess she was, her body and limbs full of life, her hair alive, her face full of the joy of living. She certainly wasn't one of the butch lesbians, and I knew, with a thrill of certainty, that this was a transsexual woman. She was so beautiful and so bursting with joie de vivre that I knew then and there that if there was anything I wanted to be in life, any song that I had to sing, any vision that I had for myself, I had just seen it, and more importantly, knew that it was possible. That was Chloe.
