So my day out and about on a spectacular day is complete. Now I am home relaxing and wanted to continue my story about not passing and finding joy in our lives when we don't.
So I spent the day going to the horse racing track where I work on Sundays as a poker dealer. It was packed. In addition to it being opening weekend for the horse-ys

they had betting on the Kentucky Derby which was simulcast on the jumbo-tron. The place was packed. Parking lots were overflowing.
I knew it would be packed. Many of the women wear those big floppy derby day hats. Didn't want to try to pull that off but I debated wearing a big flowing Maxi skirt. I finally did. ( This sounds like the cross dressing sub forums π )
Anyway finally getting on in the story I must go backwards.
For 15 years I was a regular poker player there before I worked there. Most people knew me. I was very well known.
When I transitioned I didn't go back for a year. I was terrified. It is mostly guys that play poker.
A friend kept asking me 'are you ever going back'. I stalled, I made excuses, finally one day I thought - I am not going to hide anymore. I walked in the door and my knees were shaking as I walked. I mean literally shaking. I was terrified.
People were surprised. A handful had heard through the grapevine but many didn't believe it. I made the rounds and it was a blur. I was so scared. Then the operations mgr told me her niece used to be her nephew. We talked and I felt better. Then she asked if I was at the same job. I had just quit. She offered me a spot in a training class for poker dealers and here I am. I only deal part time now but I am still there.
So today it wasn't just the regulars. About 300 people know me as the trans poker dealer and I am only a surprise to newcomers. But today there were 20,000 people. I got some stares, not many. I was sitting outside on a bench and this woman comes up and starts talking to me. By the end we were Facebook friends.

I couldn't get rid of her.
My story is that a couple of years ago I was terrified to walk into this place. Now I get hugs, compliments and have real friends. And think of the hundreds of people that now know a transwoman. I was yucking it up with this 70 year old guy while I took his money.

( I won $44 for the day at poker )
I went outside and watched a few races. It was beautiful out.
Look at my pictures. I am no beauty. I don't pass. But people like me. I was terrified. Now I enjoy it and I get lots of great attention. Everybody knows my name and I can't walk around without people saying Hi.
If someone as scared as me can do this you can do this too.
Going to take a break and come back and talk about where the fear comes from. It really is all in our heads.

The racetrack

Me watching the races

The poker players

Me taking their money π