today was just another normal day for me. except, in consequence of me being a transsexual in transition, i have the gender police gunning for me 24/7, and trying to bring me back to prison. i've chosen to resist arrest from the get go, but that doesn't stop them from trying. i was out with my mom and dad today. we went to some diner for lunch, and surprise, someone who knows my mom finds her. in these situations i've learned to just ignore what's going on around me. the lady takes a glance at me, and quickly turns her head away in disapproval. next she goes into defense mode, and says to my mom "i though you had two sons. no daughter, right? two boys." my mom must've just nodded, and then the lady asks "how old are your sons?" she gives her the ages, and then she leaves. from the way that lady responded, i'm willing to bet that she knew who i was supposed to be, but chose not to accept it. i asked my mom who that was later on, and then she says it was just some lady she worked with, and that she's not a significant part of our life. it really isn't her business about my transition, and i agree. leave it to women to keep tabs on Mrs. X and Mr. Y's offsprings.