It seems like I hit another bump in the road of transition.  People that are so nice to your face, you know the "good for you " your are so brave" , that when they are not staring you in the flesh become the most phoney two faced hippocrites.   They tell what you wanna hear and make you fell like they are ok with your changes, but try to get a hold of them if you wanna meet for coffee or have a visit.  They evaporate or come up with the lamest exuses,  ( my nail polish is fading), (Its my tweeze day).

I some times wonder if it is cause I dont fit the mold of the stereo typical beautiful trans woman. and people are not comfortable to be in public with me. I offer alot of other things  I am a loyal friend who has a great ear,great shopping buddy and a great understanding , respect to woman hood.


It would be so much easier if they came right out and told you face to face,Yeah it would still hurt but you would be able to move on much easier.  This too shall pass, and I will be a stronger woman for it

I have to agree with this comment.. I get this too sometimes.... I have always been the nice one at work. People always come to me to talk about things that are bothering them... And i will always try to help them if i can.. Then one day i said we will go out for a drink and have a chat because she got fired from work.. Then on the morning, on the same day she cancelled on me. And told me she had plans.... Just seemed a bit suspect.. But you know what.. We are strong as people. And negitivity plays no roles... So just say your loss...

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Brie33 and Leacobb  (Brie and Lea)
Their loss is your gain.  I'm not just saying that either, just think about that.  And this isn't a T issue, either.  They had an opportunity to spend time with someone genuine, someone caring, someone authentic.  Someone who is real enough to care.  You dodged a bullet not letting them drag you down.  They had everything to gain and they let it pass them by.  Feel sorry for them, they are destined to end up surrounded with people just like them.   
xo - Holly

Yeah, well, we all know that don't we? It doesn't matter what you look like. It will happen if someone knows. I've even seen lots of it amongst ourselves. It can be hurtful, spiteful, and lots of other "fuls" I'm to lazy to remember.

I suppose it's an instinctive trait we haven't been able to overcome mentally as a species. We still have this protect our own tribe mentality that belongs in the stone age.

I'm sure everyone can relate to your post with real experience. I sure can. There is nothing to do but put it behind us, so they say. Have you ever wondered who "they" are? Is there a department of "them?" I digress. Cheer up. There are people who love you and cherish you. I'm sure there are. Keep them as part of your new family and never let them go.

Chin up,
Cindi

You know I think some people are just that way in general, and there is always some in our sphere of life.

When I was young and naive my uncle once said to me "you should watch out for people, a lot of them just want you to fail, because their own lives probably suck and it gives them a kick. Don't give them the satisfaction of seeing it happen."

And I didn't believe there would be people I knew that would secretly want me to fail, or want to see me end up on the scrap-heap. But as it turns out he was right, there are people like that, and well... *don't give them the satisfaction*.

Hugs, Brie. The people who really deserve your time and attention will accept you as you are. Anyone who feels differently is doing you a favor by declining your invitation, keeping you from wasting your time with someone who doesn't deserve it. You're a beautiful, interesting woman. Anyone who doesn't see that is missing out.

These kind of people will fill all the space you give them - just remember that you'll be attending to that space alone!

It's a human thing and for sure I was much more sensitive to that early on in transition.  Now, I just move on quietly and spend virtually no time on the matter - it'll always be what it was and that's not where I want to live.

Take good care,

Rachel