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How can I work as a woman when all my work history is as a man?

To some extent, it matters where you are. Some states, and cities, have protections for us. In those places, your odds of getting a job go way up. I can heartily recommend the Boston area, where I live (and work) now.

First, your resume doesn't list your gender. And, while most job applications ask, they don't ask which jobs you held which way.
Remember that few employers actually check.

Also, most applications ask if you used a different name in the past. Tell the truth. Be open with the employer; just don't tell them more than they ask - they probably don't want to know.

Another First

Well, I'm not sure this is a first worth celebrating, but it is the first time this has happened to me. My hair froze!

We were having a blizzard and I had to take the dog out. I guess the first bits of snow melted until the temperature of my hair dropped, then it froze. Yes, my hair turned to ice.

Finally, a Dream Comes True

It has been a dream for a long time to square dance. A couple of months ago I did a search and found two groups in the area. Yes, square dancing in Boston! I contacted both groups, one of which is a gay square dancing group. The other group is a club that meets at MIT -- yes, the prestigious university.

Tonight was the first class at MIT. It was great fun, even though I can't say that I got everything quite right. In one hour, we covered 20 moves. Some were relatively simple, and some were pretty complicated (at least to me).

It's "so Boston"

My friend Brooke saw a picture of me and wrote to tell me that my hair looked "so Boston." I know she meant it as a compliment, but one thing I noticed early on in being here, is that the bulk of women in Boston have no sense of style whatsoever. So, with apologies to Brooke, this is almost an insult to me. It is a clear wakeup that I need to spend more time with my curling iron.

What a difference a few years can make

It is just about two years exactly (I think less a week) since I moved to Charlotte. I was in that apartment about 16 months. I never put up any pictures (I did put up a mirror), never hooked up my stereo. Basically I did no decorating to speak of.

My Hair

I didn't write about it at the time, but two weeks ago I washed my curly blonde wig (it was overdue) and couldn't get it to come back. So I did some searching and found a salon just a couple blocks from my church and easy to get to.

When I went in, I gave the woman the opportunity to not deal with a transgender. She was happy to deal with me. It turns out that they even have a private room in the basement for wig customers who don't want to be seen without one.

A Few Quick Thoughts For Today

For 55 years I tried to live the way others wanted me to and for most of my adult life I was on anti-depressants. Less than six months ago, I was literally within hours of ending my life. Now there are days that I am so frigging happy that it’s scary. Can this be that same girl?


I have been asked to do a presentation at my church for the Adult Forum (sort a free-form Sunday school). The TG 101 part is not hard because I’ve done that part before for other groups. The second part of the talk is supposed to be about how my gender journey and faith journey are inextricably intertwined. In my mind I knew they were but as I tried to write it down and make it coherent, I found it very difficult.

Suddenly today (Easter Sunday) God hit me over the head with a 2x4 (again). For me, it’s not a gender journey. I am simply becoming the woman God made me to be. My faith journey is simply unleashing what it is that I have always been.

February 6, 2010

Debbie wrote:
> Almost all people look at GI (gender identity) and SO (sexual orientation) as being the same.

So who is going to educate them? We sure can't count on the government for that. And, sadly, we can't count on the gay community either. As Barney Frank stated, "More education is needed." Did women wait for some open-minded men to educate other men that women were worthy of participating in society? Did blacks wait for open-minded whites? Those of us who are out have to do this, even if it means giving up our desire to go stealth.

February 5, 2010

I am transsexual (which is part of "transgender"). Whether you want to say I identify as TS is probably a matter of semantics. What I am does not define who I am. Personally, I identify as a woman; I present as a woman, I work as a woman, I make friends as a woman.

When Being Ignored is Good

As I walk around my office, I am being ignored. Some people may think being ignored is not good. But for a t-girl who just wants to be "normal," or to "blend in," this is the perfect situation.

Here I am just another woman at work. I walk on and off teh elevator just like any other. I use the bathroom like any other (no, there is no dreadead bathroom issue here). I get coffee like any other.

How fabulous to be ignored!

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