Page 1.- The Week Which Was-or Wasn't. Last week here in the Condo, we didn't particularly head down any new paths but we did revisit a couple older ones. One came compliments of an old cross dressing friend of mine who purged back in the 80's and professed a certain amount of pride while hiding a ton of frustration. At any rate he delighted again in one of the rare stories about a transgender woman who went through SRS, only to learn she wasn't trans at all. Which resulted in a better comment from Michellewhois than mine!
It's bad enough for a woman trying to make a living while competing with men let along trying to maintain some sort of semblance of sanity with all the rest of what women have to contend with. The one thing that I am amazed at is the amount of people that publicly state they want to go back verses the amount that either just blend into the background or are never heard from again. That was a discussion I remember back in the early 90's with trans women, "To stealth or not to Stealth". Next time your friend brings the subject up ask how many people he is talking about and how many of them he knows personally. Also ask him how many he knows personally that have completed their journey and are very happy with their lives.
Thanks Michelle! Ironically he does know two who went through SRS. The one who was incredibly well adjusted and successful before and after in her life-he doesn't mention. The one who most likely should have not done it, is always brought up. She was very a much an A-listed bitch as a cross dresser and as we know you can't surgically remove that. The two are interesting MtF studies in that they were similar in age, friends and could both blend easily into the world.
As far as the "girl's sandbox" goes, I agree with Michelle that as soon as a potential "transitioner" comes to the conclusion a woman's' life is so much more than pretty clothes plus sugar and spice and everything nice...then it's time to move forward.
But, when you put the store bought vagina ahead of societal adjustments of living as a genetic-then the problems begin.
Page 2.- "Give us a Head of Hair! Doesn't really matter which direction we take to get there-a wig or our own natural hair, in order to put our best look forward in society, we are in the same boat as any genetic and maybe even more so. I'm guilty as charged of dearly loving my hair but constantly remind myself of how fortunate I am to possess it. Of course I couldn't if I worked almost any of the jobs I had in my life. Ironically my hair was like a dormant seed waiting to grow. With a little fertilization from HRT-grow it did! I know though, most of you can't do what I did but still need to do the best you can with what you have to work with. These days there are many on line sites which sell wigs-in expensively-which I don't trust as much as seeing a potential purchase up close and in person. I know it takes an incredible amount of courage to find a wig shop and shop there, but...the last thing you want to happen to you is what I observed on the cross dresser in the mall so many years ago. She had her presentation nailed in so many ways, except her neck hair (and neck) peeking out from a very ill fitting wig.
Page 3.- Another Damn Label? Yep! It's mine kids, but feel free to use it. I became tired of using expansive often wasteful energy using labels just as female, baby makers, women, genetic women etc- so now here in Cyrsti's Condo I am going to refer to a human born with a vagina as a "genetic." Yes I know there are females born "vagina less" so no, you don't have to bring that up to me!
The Back Page.- Damn! I'm Old! It's official-I'm 65. As I look back, there were several constants. Along the way, some sort of guiding force wanted me to get here. I try to thank and repay that force daily.
Finally, I envisioned this grand party in step with my past party lifestyle. The problems were finding enough friends who were still alive and -staying awake myself!