Welcome to my secret (okay, not-so-secret ;-) diary, or blog. Here you will find my musings... my philosophical ramblings, my observation of being transgendered in the world, the issues and happenings in my life. Sometimes the entries are, I think, interesting and thought-provoking. Other times they tend towards the mundane. This really is a vehicle both for me and you, dear reader; though certainly I hope that you get to know me-- and perhaps yourself-- more fully through these diary entries.
Since the diary has grown relatively large, I decided to break it into year-size chunks. This page contains this year's entries, and references the prior year's entries as well. Here's a quick list of all diary pages:
A momentous day of sorts, and yet ordinary in many ways. I wrote in my diary for 2011 about planning on telling my son (step-son) about my being transgendered, and then on backing away from that decision (the Nevermind). I am surprised to realize that was 20 months ago. Anyway, today is the day that we told him. It was pretty much a non-event; he is an open-minded young man (19 now) who knows we love him, and that my being transgendered doesn't affect our love for him. I suppose, though, that my not being his biological parent helps; he doesn't have to worry that it's genetic and that he might face whatever being 'trans' means...
I should make it clear that I am relatively proud of, or at least at peace with, being trans. It has opened my mind to seeing oppression and prejudice where I might not have otherwise. ("Help, I'm being oppressed. Come and see the violence inherent in the system." --Old Woman, er Man (Dennis) from "Monty Python and the Holy Grail") I have become more open-minded and accepting; or at least tolerant. I guess I don't need to say more about that; I've waxed episodic about that here before, no doubt.
So no questions were really asked by him, and I have some idea that he's not terribly curious to know more. We made it clear why we waited to tell him, and that there are still people I (and we) prefer not know. It makes life simpler if nothing else, and it likely keeps me employed and all.
I could say a lot more, and it's late, so I will leave it there. I am happy and relieved that I am 'out' about this important part of my life to my son, and do not have to worry about keeping it private from him any longer.
Love,
Please see my
Diary for 2012
for more diary entries.
Diary Entries for This Year
February 2, 2013: Telling, Redux... (with no Nevermind... Bollocks)
Kim
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