Friday, March 17, 2017

No Pressure Here?

Well, once again yesterday, I experienced a major malfunction with my lap top which has all sorts of far reaching implications. In fact yesterday's post was completed on another computer.

As luck would have it and I really don't know why (knock on wood) so far we are up and running today. Under pressure to complete another post before the bottom can
fall out. Sometimes I don't know how I could feel much pressure after Mtf transitioning. After all, could there be any more pressure packed feelings than venturing out in the world as a member of the opposite gender?

I guess pressure is what you make of it though. It is like my trips to the auto repair center which positively drive me up a wall. The same wall as my name is probably written on there. For example, the last time my car was picked up, Liz went in to get it and barely had enough time to get my name out before the guy behind the counter did.

Most certainly, at the least, people remember me. Good I hope! I am positive I have never had a drink with the guy before :).

Perhaps we transgender women are similar to athletes in that we grow into, or even thrive on pressure. It drives us on to better presentations.

As far as pressure goes, I am going to wrap this post up while I can!

1 comment:

  1. Well, at least you got another post onto T-Central today, so that should relieve some of the pressure.

    Being remembered is not quite the same as being memorable. I find this to be a double-edged sword. I want to be recognized as the woman I am, but I also want to be remembered as the person I am. I have been misidentified a number of times, just because I am "remembered" only as a transgender woman. We all look alike, after all! I can only hope, in these situations, that the trans woman they met before me had left a positive impression on them. I will usually gently correct them, saying something like, "No, that wasn't me, but she must be a beautiful and wonderful woman! (*wink)."

    If we liken our pressure to that of athletes, then we should not be striving for a runner-up finish. Unless I am remembered for the total person I am, and not just as another trans woman, I am not a winner. An athlete's success may be measured by her or his presentation of tangible skills, but greatness comes from the intangibles. My success, as a transgender woman, may be based on a presentation of tangibles, but it is my presentation of intangibles - those things that make me unique - that are likely to cause me to be memorable as a person.


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