The day after the purge.....what a mess. Tough night too. I had to go out and find my youngest sleeping in a park last night.( She was in my car, but still....it’s a dangerous park) I got her to come home and go to bed. We had a long heart to heart. Which did help. My oldest is Bi polar and said something offensive. When she was called out on it, she became aggressive ( as usual) my youngest stormed off ( as usual). One likes to beat an argument into the ground, the other wants to avoid it till cooler heads prevail. Thus the fight and leave me alone, I’m out of here fun family drama at my house.
Our situation is definitely a unique one. My youngest and are all that’s left living in the house. Sure we get to go through Covid like everyone else, except both of us on the front lines of our jobs. We also get to deal with the everyday pain of missing her Mother. (Very hard on the holidays. ) Losing Jennifers calming voice, her hug when needed, her advice to get through the storms of life, it all hurts. Crazy part is, that isn’t what makes us unique.
Both my youngest and I are Transgender. Discovered at different times, with no knowledge of the others issues. ( you can throw out all the psychologist garbage and stereotypes here.....) We were both born with this condition. Before I could let her know that I had started this process in the background, she had come to me and my wife to let us know what she had discovered about herself. Now here we are. Both male to female but quite different in many ways. Obviously we’re 27 years apart ( culturally the way we dress and present ourselves is going to be quite different)
I’m also ahead of her, getting closer and closer to presenting as myself permanently in all phases of my life. I live my truth everywhere outside of work. (Ending very soon) She just started hormones two months ago and is just scratching the surface of presenting as herself. She’s also very self-conscious of her looks, as she is over 6 foot, hair growing, but not quite long enough. Not a huge fan of wearing make up everyday. Passing is not easy yet. Presenting with a male voice also gives her a challenge, but she still is feeling the need to live as herself in the world. Terrified of the judgement she will encounter along the way.
I feel like the speed of transition that I am going through, is putting too much pressure on her. I know she’s not ready both physically and mentally to handle that transition at work or in public. She feels the same, but at the same time yearns to be authentic as we all do.
So as you can see, I’m not only going through this myself, but also living this. I get to be the worried, supporting parent, and ally but also see it from a Cis gender point of view with changing names, pronouns and such. Literally living from both sides at times. Good part is helping with things I’ve learned that can benefit both of us.
I could write a book...(maybe have
@Kenna &
@KimOct help with spelling and grammar )

Anyway another fun day with family trying to get over this damn sinus infection( hey
@Moni , more children’s cold and flu please....lol)
Hugs
Nicole