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Kia Ora,

::) From quite a young age I knew I was different, however I was around 19 years old when I first encounter [in the flesh] other trans-people, this was at a night club in Sydney  called Les Girls, it's still running  Les Girls All Male Revue (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wLLcbeA-TZ4#)  ... I should point out back then many of the girls at Les Girls were 'transsexual or transgender'...

::) This was in the very early 1970s...Shortly after this encounter I spent a week in Singapore on my way back to the UK ...Most of this time was spent with the local trans-community in Bugis Street [or as it was know Boogie Street ] I learnt quite a bit from the local girls about HRT and surgery  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bugis_Street (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bugis_Street)  ...

However I spent another twenty odd years living in the closet of denial before I finally surrendered-left the closet for good...

Well how about you, when was your first 'in the flesh'  close encounter ?   

BTW I should also point out that it's quite possible I had met other 'stealth' trans-people, before these encounters...

Metta Zenda :)                                                                                 

A substitute teacher. I know it's wrong to assume and all but, ugh, she didn't pass at all. She did have voice training but her pitch was a bit too high.

I lived in New Orleans briefly in the late nineties, and I encountered transwomen there. Didn't meet an ftm until maybe a year ago, at a meeting of ftms at the local lgbt center. It heartened me greatly.

the first time I saw another trans in person (where I knew about it) was actually 2 months after I went fulltime. It was at a support group. It was the first and last time I ever went to one of those. Dear lord, if they had battle axes and sword, half of those girls would have killed themselves in a battle. They were always arguing. Of course, this isn't the same everywhere, but it was enough for me.

Then I went to Southern Comfort Conference. Same thing. I just kept on running into trans people who felt they were God's gift to glory or something. I really wished I ran into some cooler guys and girls there. But luck was not in my cards.

It wasn't until last December that I ran into a trans guy at Seminary....which is odd since out school has about 150 students. He told me he was trans.

He was the first "non combative" trans person I met personally.

Well, I met a trans man at a singing camp in summer last year. That was my first face-to-face encounter that I was aware of, though he was having a hard time so we didn't say more than a couple of words to each other. But then I dated a trans man a few months later, and he was the first trans person I'd had the opportunity to sit and talk it all through with - and those two encounters are what woke me up.

But in a sense, the first trans person I met was a lovely boy I was at school with, who was a good friend but whom I sadly lost touch with after school - and who I then heard had transitioned after leaving school. I'm still trying to get in touch with her, but I don't know her current name, and her brother (whom I tracked down online) hasn't replied to my careful enquiry.

First time was going to a TG club. I think.

Now I have friends who I go out to dinner with including Sarah, Kelly and Karen. I have to admit I do not regard these people as TG, they are female friends. Very, very comfortable with them, just girl friends that I can talk to. I do not seek out TG people. I like to be in the mainstream of life and I'm very comfortable with that as well.

Cindy

The first time for me was meeting my ex girlfriends friend. She told me about him,  We took the train and walked to his apartment. He was very cute and he was a gentlemen and very nice.  In a few days she caleld my ex girlfriend and told her that he thought I was cute. I think I was 22 years old at the time when I met him.

Quote from: Annah on October 17, 2011, 01:11:23 AM
the first time I saw another trans in person (where I knew about it) was actually 2 months after I went fulltime. It was at a support group. It was the first and last time I ever went to one of those. Dear lord, if they had battle axes and sword, half of those girls would have killed themselves in a battle. They were always arguing. Of course, this isn't the same everywhere, but it was enough for me.

I think meeting them in the cosmetics industries over the year. I mean I didn't give much thought to it. I knew they were trans, but they looked feminine. It might have been the voices by how I knew.

Then I had my therapy group to get my GID paper for my job. I say that was the first time I met trans people who weren't my age. Yeah, I was like "Get me out of here" too... They were awesome to me. But I couldn't relate to the computer programmers who was only part time since I was full time since July 2009...weird, considering we are in San Jose and no one cares.

Then we went out to a restaurant and I saw the stares. The rudeness, etc... I used the boys bathroom  and this guy freaked out when I walked in and they were like, "what the hell is wrong with you?" and I said, "I have a peen" and they were like, "You don't look like a boy, USE THE WOMENS ROOM" and I was like, "Thats legal? No wonder men freaked out at work"

Of course, it was during the awkward phase and I hadn't "passed" yet. We stopped hanging out after I had some drama with another girl in the group. The only one that was my age.

My freshman year of college. I told my roommate I was trans and she told me her uncle was too. He came to meet me at the mall. And he gave me advice. And took me to a fitting room and took off his shirt for me to see. Haha. The best advice he gave me was when I mentioned that I didn't think I couldn't date another trans person. And he said "if you can't accept it, how can u expect anyone to accept you?"

I first saw a transwoman when I lived in Northampton and was at The Pride Festival. She was handing out candy. w00t Candy!

I probably say a transguy before this, but the first time I'd seen a transguy and known was actually like 8 months ago. When I was little I used to be in plays for this small western mass theater group. My grandfather still preforms with the same group. But I guess one of the girls I was in the King and I (or Annie, I forget which) transitioned. So when I had to see my grandfather in the play, I saw the dude, and I was like, whoa.

In Italy back in the mid '70s. My friends lived in a building where one of the tenants was MTF and there was another MTF who lived opposite. We often used to cross on the stairs, outside in the street in the local bar and doing the shopping. Just normal politeness like saying Good Morning and so on.

The one that lived opposite was Romina Cecconi who was very well known in that period having been imprisoned and even sent into internal exile in the South for prostitution offences.

In the link there's a very funny video clip starring Roberto Benigni and another MTF from Florence set back in those days. You don't need to understand Italian, watch to the end ;D  http://berlinguertivogliobene.splinder.com/post/11453943#comment (http://berlinguertivogliobene.splinder.com/post/11453943#comment)

(Chi sarà? means roughly, who will this be? Also a famous song title)

MTF, about 15 years ago.
FTM, 3 months ago.

MTF, at work in the mid-90's. FTM last year at a transgender parents support group.

My first encounter with an ftm was my friend/author Max Wolf Valerio. We had both posted on a political board and he was like, "I think you're a baby trans"

So he helped me majorly...we still talk and hang out once in awhile.

Early 80s in SF, at the Black Rose and at ETVC (now TGSF) which was a very early social/support group in the Bay Area.

I have never met another trans person.  I am not into 'scenes' at all.   I am pretty certain that I saw one in Glasgow city centre about three years ago though.

I've never knowlingly met another trans person :(

First MtF, at a Pagan convention a few years ago. She was helping run one of the small family-friendly rituals I attended, and nobody said thing or treated her any differently than anyone else in the room. I thought it was the coolest most inclusive thing I'd ever seen. She looked so happy and at peace.  :)

First FtMs were two guys I met online, then met in person at a furry convention last January. I just assumed they were regular guys (or as regular as you meet at a furry convention) until they started talking about STPs and I was like "Ooooh. OK."

A makeup artist from a MAC counter.
She was very kind and taught me everything I know.
Also gave me plenty of pointers in transitioning.
I'm very grateful to have met her.

Shes my sensei :D

My first exposure to the idea that tg/ts was even a reality was when a college dorm-mate gave me a cassette of synthesizer music composed by someone named Walter Carlos. In passing, he told me, "Yeah, he had a sex change. He's Wendy Carlos now. Wild, huh?"  I was fascinated by that cassette and played it until it wore out. I think that is what set my clock to ticking, although I didn't know it at the time.

My first actual face-to-face exposure came several years later when I took on a "male" friend of a friend as a roommate.  "He" was pre-transitional at the time and didn't come out to me right away. When she finally did come out to me as being a transwoman, I think she was pleasantly surprised that I didn't freak out.  Honestly, I had no idea what to think, but I could tell this was a really important issue for her, so I tried to be supportive while I chewed on the idea. Later that year, I moved away for reasons of employment and we drifted apart. I met her again a few times several years later when she was post-SRS. I surprised myself with the thought that she seemed so much more "herself" as a woman.  I still hadn't come out to myself, but I did develop a strong curiosity regarding all things trans.  I think it was also about this time when I fully accepted the idea that trans didn't have to be a "weird fetish" like in certain magazines, but that it could be a perfectly natural state of being for perfectly normal people who just happened to be born with mind and body out-of-sync with each other.

When I did finally come out to myself and accept what I am, it was partly memories of my former room-mate that gave me the courage to turn to my wife (we were in bed at the time) and come out to her.

Oddly enough, since accepting myself as trans, transfolk have been popping up in my life far more frequently than statistics would suggest is the norm, even though I have not deliberately sought them out and am not out publicly yet.  :)

Quote from: JoeyD on October 17, 2011, 11:28:48 PM
A makeup artist from a MAC counter.
She was very kind and taught me everything I know.
Also gave me plenty of pointers in transitioning.
I'm very grateful to have met her.

Shes my sensei :D

+1

Cosmetics world was full of interesting discoveries. I am so glad they hire people of all sorts of attractions.

I would have never learned anything in my therapy group. I needed MAC girls to teach me the ropes.

Other than passing people in the street type situations where you  may or may not be sure, the first transperson I had anything to do with at a personal level was a transman.

It was when my now son came out to me as FtM. 

I guess having already come to terms with the idea of my daughter being a butch lesbian, it wasn't a total shock to realise that I was in the process of acquiring a son instead, and I adjusted pretty quickly. Seeing him happy instead of suffering from a serious case of Depression was all it took really.

It was watching him caring for his grandmother in the last days before she died that was the final spur to deciding to start living an authentic life myself.  Life is too short to waste on a lie.

Karen.

I never have... at least not that I know of. I would like to though.
Maybe I should go to a support group or something?

The first trans person I met was Vanessa, my ex-gf's workmate in a yogurt shop in a shopping center.  This was back in 1990.  Vanessa was about 18 and living full time.  I was a few years older but had been privately thinking about transition for a long time, and was feeling a lot of dysphoria that year.  Up to this point I hadn't told a soul about my situation, although I came close to broaching the subject in an unsent letter to my girlfriend the year before.  I presented publicly for the first time as a woman that summer (in daylight, that is, not counting the times I went out when I was 14 and 15 at night), but I had such a bad experience with it, it made me want to give up (which I did...for the next 4 years).  Ended up crying on a park bench; I felt I would never pass and could never just feel like I could live as a normal woman.  And then a few weeks later my sister found my wig and called me a "pervert".  Anyway, while all that was happening, my girlfriend worked at this yogurt shop and sometimes I would meet up with her after work.  A few occasions they both ended work at the same time and so I had some social interaction with Vanessa, but not too much.  I knew she was trans from my girlfriend; her gender situation was known at work, and there were some things about her like her voice that could be interpreted as relevant.  I remember wishing I could ask Vanessa about her transition, but 1) I never had any time alone with her, 2) She would have just told my girlfriend I asked about it, 3) It would have been rude, and 4) I just didn't have the guts.

My girlfriend had mixed feelings about Vanessa.  She said that Vanessa had an attitude and was immature, but at the same time fun to talk with.  The word she always used to describe her was "sassy".  I had the distinct impression that she did not see Vanessa really as female, but still somehow as a sassy gay male.  And then she got suspicious by how much I kept asking about Vanessa.  Vanessa also wasn't the only TS my ex-girlfriend knew.  A few years before I came out to my ex-girlfriend, I would see a woman on the bus that I wondered if she was trans.  She was very passable but I had some intuition.  Then one day my girlfriend pointed her out to me (I remember she was wearing a baby-doll dress), and she told me that she had gone to her high school, and was once male but gradually transitioned to female as a teen.

Then in 1994, I finally came to the point where I needed to begin transition, and took the very difficult step of coming out to my girlfriend.  She already had strong suspicions because I had done a test RLE to see if I could pass, and she tore through my belongings to find evidence on me.  So when I initially told her about my gender dysphoria in late September, she thought it meant I was a crossdresser, even though I did explain the difference to her (for a long time after that she didn't see much difference between crossdressers and TSs).  And when I showed her in person what I looked like as female in November, she immediately compared me to Vanessa: "You seem really sassy now."  But soon it became clear to me that she didn't understand that I needed to transition, so I discussed my dysphoria again and explained that I was TS, and her immediate reaction was: "What?! You want to be like Vanessa?"  Then by December, I was told that I had to choose between staying with her or being Traci, so I chose to delay my transition again because I was not emotionally ready to break up (we had been together since 1987).  But things came to a head less than a year later when I started therapy.  During that time when I put off transition, my girlfriend and I would see TSs on the daytime talk shows, and she would often criticize them as "sassy".  That made me wonder if she was comparing them to her old workmate.  Also during that time, I would often see Vanessa working at Tower Records.  Again I longed to ask her about transition (I hadn't ever met another TS before), but I knew it would have been totally inappropriate, so I never did. 

The first TS I met whom I was open about my situation with was the head of the local support group, whom I met for the first time on November 1, 1995.   She had been transitioning for three years.  I went over to her apartment and we talked about my personal situation, how to improve my voice, the practical difficulties and realities of transitioning, and about the support group itself.  Then the next day, about an hour before I went to my therapist appointment, I logged into Susan's Place chat at my university computer lab.  Nothing much was going on for twenty minutes, until someone logged in who was also from my same state!  She asked me if it was true I was living here, and I told her what university I was at.  Then she wrote, "My God, I'm at the university too -- you're not that beautiful girl sitting next to me in the computer lab?!"  I wasn't presenting female anyway, but I asked her which lab and it turned out to be the other one on campus.  So we arranged to meet at the student services building just after my therapist appointment.  She said she would be wearing a shirt with a monkey on it.  After my appointment, I went downstairs and there she was, my new friend.  She was 16 years post op, and was stealth, but we sat down and talked for almost an hour about my life, her experiences, and my plans for the future.  And so this was the first friend I made who was trans -- and I wouldn't have met her if I hadn't come to Susan's Place to chat an hour and a half earlier!

~Traci, wow, that was an awesome story (do you write a lot perchance?)!  :) Now I definitely want to meet another trans person in RL.

It was at my first transmen's group meeting about a year ago.  There were three other guys there, two of whom were younger and also just getting started.  The older guy made my day.  I spent the whole meeting being shocked by how much he looked like/sounded like/was a normal guy.  Even his bald spot made me happy.  I haven't knowingly met a transwoman yet.  I'm kind of out of the LGBT loop, but I'm okay with that.

The first time I've seen 1? When I was 9 in San Antonio. Me and my family were at a McDonalds and they pointed her out and started laughing. She seemed so unconfident and I felt sorry for her :( I wished I could say hi or something!

The first time I've communicated with one was at a truck stop (yeah...). Well I think she was trans, she may have just been a cross dresser because she did not pass at ALL and her mannerisms weren't very close. Everyone there was quiet, but when an employee offered to help with her clothes.. as soon as she left everybody was making jokes. I wanted to tell them to STFU but the ppl at the truck stop were my customers.

I clocked an MTF at Montecello. I think she was passable to everybody else, but I could see through her due to her insecure demeanor and her unwillingness to speak up, which would probably have exposed her. My mother was with me, and she even referred to her as a she... so she was definitely passable to at least some...

LADIES IT IS IMPORTANT TO BE CONFIDENT!

It's important for all of us to be confident. Sometimes it makes the difference between passing and not passing.

And hey Traci, your story was moving. I wish you the best of luck.

Quote from: Felix on October 22, 2011, 02:05:55 AM
It's important for all of us to be confident. Sometimes it makes the difference between passing and not passing.

And hey Traci, your story was moving. I wish you the best of luck.

I always walked into every place like I owned it...regardless of my gender.

I always liked, admired, and tried to emulate the Carly Simon line: You walked into the party like you were walking onto a yacht.  For me it sets the right tone, more than enough, but not too much.

1970-71 in eureka calif on H street i met a sister who was living in a house full of lesbians. We spoke right after she came back from an electrologist. She looked terrible with all those puncture marks. She was from conneticut. She was a brunette and had all her hair. ( I ALWAYS WONDER WHERE SHE IS TODAY) I was a teen runaway who had longer hair and no facial hair and was often mistaken for being female. She told me to start saving my money to get surgery. I was a southern humboldt county hippie pot grower but we were barely able to grow any with our poor soil. we all got food from the government back then in cans and bags. It took until around 1972 that we were able to grow enough pot to pay for a structure to live in. Previously we lived in plastic tents. oh those were the days.. I did leave to go back east and then i joined the USMC but left them early after nixon got impeached then went back in 74 to the redwood inn in garberville and from there out to ettersburg etc etc etc and eventually left by 81 and went back east where when i went to the phila gender clinic they told me i had to like men to be able to transition.. grrr .. there i met many sisters and for yrs i drove down sansom street watching the many black sisters tramp around.. they would all try to get me to let them in my truck but i just wanted to be them not be with them.. I then got into hard drugs which is why i had left N. Calif and soon got into NA and found freedom there for a 13 yrs until the truth came out again and i realized i had the funds to transition and it all happened in 13 months time from start to finish. 

At the airport shockingly, but it was pretty obvious because she didn't shave her legs and her arms was pretty hairy aswell. I felt so back for her because everybody was laughing and giggling. This happend during 4 of july this year, I wonder how she took all of that. She acted like she was in her own zone though she was unfazed. The bravest person, I never knew.

Sadly I haven't met another trans person before ..or I didn't notice them. I really don't pay attention to others, as usually I'm more worried about myself.  :P

Girl in the waiting room after my very first appointment with a gender therapist. She was pretty. I didn't clock her, just knew what she was cause of where she was.

I was at a Gender and Sexuality retreat over the weekend and met a 19 yearold transwoman who I now consider family as well as a friend, as well as one of the organisers.  Considering those fellow members of my support group, I am starting to meet a fair few people in the same boat.

Karen.

I don't seem to have noticed trans people around me until these two years (now I start to notice a few on the streets), and so far the only person I know to be trans I've actually talked to in real life is my therapist.

I have been aware of transpeople ever since my dysphoria finally led me to seek out whatever information I could find in that ignorant, pre-internet time. But the first time I interacted at any length with a person I knew was a transwoman was at a St. Patrick's Day party a few years ago. Before that, I had been at a housewarming party probably ten years ago, and sat in the living room with several people, including a very attractive young person who sat silently in the corner. I remember finally figuring out she was a shy transwoman, at which point I began to envy her youth and beauty! Bad me!

The woman at the St. Pat's party, by the way, is a well-known musician, who is effortlessly female--and extremely talented.

:) Lallie

September of this year, we met from this site. :)

I met drag performers as that what the usual way in the 1980's. Many of them suggested I go on stage. I was an undergraduate at the time and dispared at how I would ever get my writing for classes done if I did so! What a nerd! This was of course in the days before the "Inter-Webs" hell even before the bulletin boards!

One star became a good friend; she passed totally and was very savvy. I owe her a lot. I have no idea what ever happend to her... We were just kids, trying to make our way in the world.

Lexi-

I should add that a wonderful trans therapy group formed in my area and the Therapist who led it was a wonderful FTM person who got his PhD. in Gender studies. The group though was made up of all FTM folks by complete happenstance. I was the one person going my way. As for therapy it was very well intended but sadly of little personal use-- we just had very little in common. Socially it was good but that was just about it. It too sort of just fell apart around the early 1990's... Face to face resources --to my thinking the most genuine and useful-- have been slim ever since. And that's been a log time now

Lexi-

In the early 90's  at Oleen's(a gay bar) when I was living in Charlotte.

To my knowledge I have not met another in real life. Though when I came out to a friend from high school a few years ago she actually shared with me that she might be trans as well. We had a falling out and I don't really talk to her anymore, but that's the closest I've gotten outside of the internet.

I was 12-13 years old, so about 7 years ago... We took a bus with my mother to the downtown. After got off she pointed back at the bus: "Ewww, that was a weird bloke, surely was man, wearing skirt and else..!  Have you seen him/her*? Why do they* do this, for God's sake?!"
(I can't translate her words to English normally, because in Hungarian pronouns are gender-neutral, not referring to any and we use them only to fortify the subject/object... She didn't use they or him/her, because the verb already shows/-ed the object.)

Yeah, so we saw a TG person, I'd rather say MTF individual. Anyway for me she was average, I didn't really notice her.
I met FTM in person 1 year ago when I visited LIFT (Festival of Lesbian Identities, held by my country's one and only organization for lesbian and bisexual women), there was a guy having first steps of transition. Maybe there were more FTM or TGs, I don't really know.

I seen several FTM and few MTF at the clinic but they never talk, like everybody keeps to themselves. I would love to meet other TG people.

Talking person to person is so much better than the cyber blah

Well the first time I saw another in person was in high school about five years ago. I had just started to become more honest myself about my own gender issues and so it struck me as an odd time I should meet such a person. Well the poor girl was outed the very first day she came to class, she was from Mexico and was quite beautiful and passed easily but unfortunately her parents registered her under her boy's name and when the teacher called role she called out her boy's name and the whole class ended up staring at her and she had a hard time even speaking up to correct the teacher because her English was poor and when she did and they heard her voice some of the kids laughed. I think her birth name was Antonio or Alano or something like that but she went by Alma. I could tell the teacher felt bad that she had embarrassed her and she called her by her girl's name from then on but some of the guys in school were just so mean to her. I tried to befriend her but she mostly kept to herself and she left school several months later probably because of the bullying. It was a sad situation to say the least.

The first time was when I was doing a fundraiser for this organization and I went everywhere, asking people to participate. Then, I encountered an asian woman who was kind of cute, very petite. I walked up to her and asked her to participate for five dollars. She said in a hoarse voice "Perhaps you can give it to me for free?" and smiled. I looked at her face and saw that she kinda has a mustache. To this day, I wonder if she's transgendered, or if she's just a woman who needs to shave her face.

However the first time I ever met a person whom I was sure was transgendered is during my freshman year of college (about a month or two ago). I was walking back to my dorm after my fraternity defeated Delta Tau Delta in a match. We then started to play racquetball, the first time I've ever played, I destroyed everyone. I believe I have found my sport...

I was in an enthusiastic high as I walked by the Delta Tau Delta Fraternity house and saw an African American crossdresser sitting on the steps of the house. We made eye contact and in his/her manly voice said "how's it going?" I was just too happy to realize that this person was transgendered. I just smiled and said "I'm good, you?" and walked past. If I realize he/she was transgendered sooner, and if I was walking slower, I would have stopped and talked.

A guy who emailed me off a yahoo trans group.  Transitioned 8 years prior.  Then support group.

Prior to that none that I know for sure; a few I thought might be but trans people really weren't on my radar.



Jay

Quote from: Jen61 on December 13, 2011, 06:04:54 PM
I seen several FTM and few MTF at the clinic but they never talk, like everybody keeps to themselves. I would love to meet other TG people.

Talking person to person is so much better than the cyber blah

I saw an FTM the other day at the clinic I go to, and lol he made me so self-conscious. I'd kill to look like him. He passed so well, and he was covered in tattoos, and he was shorter than me but it somehow looked right on him, and he projected confidence. I didn't try to talk to him. :laugh:

The first time I met an FTM was in the village in Manhattan around 1992.  My girlfriend and I were out on a Saturday afternoon walking around after a late brunch.  I don't remember how this came about -- maybe we smiled at her or something, but she stopped us and told us of all of her TG issues.  She looked male, but with a little bit of make up.  I think she told us she had started hormones and told us a little bit about her transition.  This was all on a sidewalk in Manhattan.  She told us the problems she was having at her job (The Stand bookstore) and how they made her work in the back doing inventory or something.  She made a big point about this, saying that they wouldn't let her be out in the front at all.  She was reaching out to us and wanted a compassionate ear, which we provided.  I had already known about transsexuals (mainly from talk shows - Phil Donahue, and the whole Rene Richards story), but didn't really understand all the details.  When we parted, we wished her luck and hoped that things got better for her.  I never forgot this encounter, because I remember seeing that she was in a lot of pain, and there was nothing I could do to help.  In hindsight, I wish I had done something to keep in touch with her, so I could have at least been able to lend an ear as I think she really needed it.  I think I was too ignorant and afraid of what people would have thought of me at that time.  I pray that she is okay and living a happy life and has been for a long time.

Now, that I'm in the Boston area, I've seen a few MTFs, and once in a Chinatown grocery store I had a brief conversations with a transwoman. On the commuter train I take for work, there is a transwoman I see fairly often.  She has a folding bike.  She is very confident and wears shorts and tank tops.  Very few people blink an eye or maybe they don't notice.  I might just notice because I have always been very observant.  She is super tall though and big boned, but really she seems to hold herself with pride.

  At Wendy's!!  :D

Depends on what you mean by "meet."

One of my friend's parents is FTM, but I didn't know it when we met.

I might have met one in my LGBT group a few years later, but in retrospect I'm not entirely sure how he identifies.

The first time I was sure I was actually in a SURPRISE GROUP of FTMs at this gender workshop at a conference in Minneapolis.  I sat down with this group of maybe five men and two women, and when we all introduced ourselves, surprise, all of the men were FTM.

Well every so often you see an unpassable trans-man or trans-lady from a distance whom I know the best thing to do is to ignore them so I don't bother them.

Otherwise there was a strange story, Back when I was doing my transition alone of course because of the path I'd choosen after 4 months I'd not met another transsexual face to face (that I knew about) I did some number crunching and guaged that in my town their should statistically be 1 other transsexual about my age. And I whimsically woundered about this person.

a few months later I was talking to some of my friends and they mentioned that somone we all knew from collage was probably a transsexual. I had breifly seen them before in town they looked male to me. But the discribed how they had been clearly experimenting with their gender presentation.

When I got home I was curious. So yeah explorations on facebook and livejournal to refind connections to this person as I KNEW them and we shared the same social circle of friends it was easy to find them.
Yes I saw the same clues, It seemed highly likely that if they wern't an MTF then they were at least Androgyne or Genderqueer.

The confirmation of course actually came here on this website They had a handle name they used "sinnyo" Curiously I searched their handle name and yes they were here. They joined a few weeks ago and had a photo of them whitch I recognised.

I had a photo of me on my profile so I could be recognised, So I sent them a PM.
"Hello *their name* fancy seeing you here."

They were suprised... Apprently they'd seen my musing on this forum when the joined they didn't actually connect the two, Instead thinking "hehe You know who that girl looks like?" thinking of me. Although they did think back to our last conversation in town apprently they were waiting for their best friend to come out to them. Spooky coincidence or what waiting for your best friend then running into a person who's where your gonna be in the future.

So we discussed a few things then went out for a meal or somthing seeing as we both live in the same town and knew each other before from 6th form collage.

It was an intresting experience that taught me a few things... Prior to that I thought I wanted to meet another transsexual so I could tell them about what I'd been through and they'd understand.
As it turned out that wasn't the case at all. We were extremely different pepole, And they followed a very different path in the route of their transition compaired to the way I went.

And yeah I learned that I didn't want another transsexual to talk to, What I actually wanted was for somone to understand me... whitch is what I guess everyone wants and I have yet to ever find. :/

So far the only trans person I have met in person is myself :(

Quote from: Malachite on January 14, 2012, 04:36:13 PM
So far the only trans person I have met in person is myself :(

Kia Ora Malachite,

::) And when did this happen ?  ;)

Metta Zenda :)

That's hard to say Zenda.  While I have always known for the longest, the "find out more research and do something about it in the future" part has only started in detail a few months ago.

Quote from: Malachite on January 14, 2012, 05:14:08 PM
That's hard to say Zenda.  While I have always known for the longest, the "find out more research and do something about it in the future" part has only started in detail a few months ago.

Kia Ora Malachite,

::) I like your avatar, have you been there ? Taj Mahal that is....Mind you if you had been you would have met/encountered Hijras there...

Metta Zenda :)

Quote from: Zenda on January 14, 2012, 05:22:43 PM
Kia Ora Malachite,

::) I like your avatar, have you been there ? Taj Mahal that is....Mind you if you had been you would have met/encountered Hijras there...

Metta Zenda :)

Thanks but it actually the Moon Kingdom from Sailor Moon so I'm guessing that design was based off the Taj Mahal.  It is a place I would like to visit though. :)

Quote from: Malachite on January 14, 2012, 05:44:24 PM
Thanks but it actually the Moon Kingdom from Sailor Moon so I'm guessing that design was based off the Taj Mahal.  It is a place I would like to visit though. :)

Kia Ora Malachite,
  ::) Thank for that, however it does look like the Taj...

http://www.google.co.nz/imgres?imgurl=http://www.mapsofworld.com/travel-destinations/images/taj-mahal.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.mapsofworld.com/travel-destinations/taj-mahal.html&h=481&w=503&sz=43&tbnid=7hVvwK6tmKS23M:&tbnh=96&tbnw=100&prev=/search%3Fq%3DTaj%2BMahal.%26tbm%3Disch%26tbo%3Du&zoom=1&q=Taj+Mahal.&docid=jgAs4Fyv_TcCeM&sa=X&ei=0FMST-L2NcW4iQfzi9xC&ved=0CEYQ9QEwAQ&dur=2123 (http://www.google.co.nz/imgres?imgurl=http://www.mapsofworld.com/travel-destinations/images/taj-mahal.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.mapsofworld.com/travel-destinations/taj-mahal.html&h=481&w=503&sz=43&tbnid=7hVvwK6tmKS23M:&tbnh=96&tbnw=100&prev=/search%3Fq%3DTaj%2BMahal.%26tbm%3Disch%26tbo%3Du&zoom=1&q=Taj+Mahal.&docid=jgAs4Fyv_TcCeM&sa=X&ei=0FMST-L2NcW4iQfzi9xC&ved=0CEYQ9QEwAQ&dur=2123)

::) Sorry, I don't know how to shorten the link address...

BTW it's a beautiful piece of architecture and well worth the visit, but be prepared for the 'cultural shock' if you haven't visited this part of Asian before...

Metta Zenda :)

When I started school last year there was an FtM that came up to me and confronted me about my looks.
I was surprised that he just walked up to me and befriended me instantly, I was like "Whoaah man, whoah."