Hour #1: apply Sally Hansen Miracle Cure to nails.  Since no one is home, the smell won't bother them. 


#StayPositive

Reading all of these posts disgust me. Why are people so cruel? I am not outed yet (although my wife can't not know). I never said "hey, I am transgender" but have told her pretty much what's up. She has to have put 2 and 2 together by now. I am/was considering telling some family members at dinner tomorrow, uncles and aunts who are gay, figuring they may be the most understanding, but am now totally having second thoughts. All of the personal stories shared here have made me reconsider as I am not ready to lose everything nor be terminally rejected by people I love.

It's 2014, WTF is wrong with people? 100 years ago women couldn't wear pants blah blah blah etc etc etc. Why is the world so damn transphobic?

Merry Christmas to everyone else who is also alone today.

Amelia

Who needs enemies when we have relatives, right?
I learned that family can hate you. Friends can betray you. But the only person who's love and acceptance should matter is yourself.

My family is split on me. Half attend family get-togethers with me, half skip and do their own thing. I don't care, it's their loss: I bake awesome cheesecakes.

Anathema keeps me company tonight.

Be'lakor is my music of choice tonight.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EQH2jeBZMQc&list=FLnqMl2Y4aLpMvv10bnwBpNQ&index=111

Neighbors invited me over for dinner which was very nice. 
Afterwards, we talked about all things,  and set the record straight in the local 'hood about our situation.  No one was even close.  Came out to her she was completely understanding and even offered to help with makeup. 

A pretty awesome night really, completely unscripted

I was invited, but severe upper abdominal pain made me skip out on everyone but my mom. I'm sorry to those who didn't even have the opportunity.

I transitioned at age 24, in 1974, and was never welcome at home any time after that.

I had been adopted as an infant and 3 years ago my birth family came looking for me. They welcomed me with open arms and I now have a family.

I was alone for Christmas but my family is some 5000 miles away from me so it wasn't lack of invite. I know my friends had their own things planned with their families but it would have been nice for someone to reach out and see if I was ok or wanted to join them.

I was doing pretty well until I started seeing all of the family pics on FB - the trees and presents, happy kids, family meals and that's when things went South for me. I realised, again, that I'm not likely to ever get any of that. I don't ever expect to have a husband and kids and a tree full of gifts. That put me in a black mood that's still lingering.

I got invited and even turned up. Sometimes not being invited to something is the better option.

Oh well, maybe next year my family will have mysteriously morphed into reasonable human beings.

Rosie

Quote from: Northern Jane on December 26, 2014, 03:40:42 PM
I transitioned at age 24, in 1974, and was never welcome at home any time after that.

I had been adopted as an infant and 3 years ago my birth family came looking for me. They welcomed me with open arms and I now have a family.

that's great

No, me too. But you know, had I been invited, I would not have gone anyway.

It's a toxic environment I no longer want to be a part of. 40 years of family war which I have no desire to inherit. Instead, I had a lovely peaceful day all to myself, and it cost me nothing :~)

Quote from: immortal gypsy on December 19, 2014, 04:06:59 AM
Not so much as not invited, more left behind and forgotten.

Brother 1 (+ wife): Not talking to me
Sister 1 (+ husband): In America on honeymoon
Mother: In America with sister
Brother 2: In America with mother and sister
Sister 2: Has not worked out what state she is pending Christmas in, leaving me in a state of shock.
What is upsetting for me, I thought my mother would be in Queensland this Christmas, and as I was working over the three days we usually have ours early. I found out she was overseas from my sister, who had found out from our aunt in Queensland who found out from our grandmother. As I said I've been left behind and forgotten

Ok late update:
Sister was in Sydney so I spent the afternoon with her, plus the cutest four year old nephew in the world, (please note this is not open to debate ).
Also a girlfriend was in Sydney Cristmas Eve and invited me over to dinner with her family, so I spent the night there. Her mother has been suportive from day one. While it is nice to have blood family support, Ihave found family can come in all shapes and sizes