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By Abigail Genevieve · Posted
"I feel like I lost my husband," Lois told the therapist,"I want the man I married." Dr. Smith looked at Odie, sitting there in his men's clothing, looking awkward and embarrassed. "You have him. This is just a part of him you did not know about. Or did not face." She turned to Odie,"Did you tear my wedding dress on our wedding night?" He admitted it. She had a whole catalog of did-you and how-could you. Dr. Smith encouraged her to let it all out. Thirty years of marriage. Strange makeup in the bathroom. The kids finding women's laundry in the laundry room. There was reconciliation. "What do we do now?" Dr. Smith said they had to work that out. Odie began wearing women's clothing when not at work. They visited a cross-dressers' social club but it did not appeal to them. The bed was off limits to cross dressing. She had limits and he could respect her limits. Visits to relatives would be with him in men's clothing. "You have nail polish residue," a co-worker pointed out. Sure enough, the bottom of his left pinky nail was bright pink His boss asked him to go home and fix it. He did. People were talking, he was sure, because he doubted he was anywhere as thorough as he wanted to be. It was like something in him wanted to tell everyone what he was doing, and he was sloppy. His boss dropped off some needed paperwork on a Saturday unexpectedly and found Odie dressed in a house dress and wig. "What?" the boss said, shook his head, and left. None of his business. "People are talking," Lois said. "They are asking about this," she pointed to his denim skirt. "This seems to go past or deeper than cross dressing." "Yes. I guess we need some counseling." And they went. -
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By Ashley0616 · Posted
Mine would be SHEIN as much as I have bought from them lol. -
By MaeBe · Posted
This is the persistence in thinking of trans girls as predators and, as if, they are the only kind of predation that happens in locker rooms. This is strikingly close to the dangerous myth that anatomy corresponds with sexuality and equates to gender. -
By Abigail Genevieve · Posted
At the same time there might be mtf boys who transitioned post-puberty who really belong on the girls' teams because they have more similarities there than with the boys, would perform at the same level, and might get injured playing with the bigger, stronger boys. I well remember being an androgynous shrimp in gym class that I shared with seniors who played on the football team. When PE was no longer mandatory, I was no longer in PE. They started some mixed PE classes the second semester, where we played volleyball and learned bowling and no longer mixed with those seniors, boys and girls together. -
By Timi · Posted
Leggings and gym shorts, sweatshirt, Handker wild rag. Listening to new Taylor Swift album while strolling through the rose garden in the park. -
By Ivy · Posted
Grey short sleeved dress under a beige pinafore-type dress. Black thigh highs (probably look like tights). It was cool this morning so a light black colored sweater. -
By Abigail Genevieve · Posted
People love bureaucracy. It makes everything cut and dried, black and white, and often unjust, unmerciful, wasteful and downright stupid. -
By Ivy · Posted
This is why a blanket policy can never be fair. Everything is not black and white. -
By Abigail Genevieve · Posted
Men's t shirt, women's jeans, hipster panties, flip-flops that could go either way. -
By Abigail Genevieve · Posted
Common sense seems to be missing from a lot of these discussions. In my Taylor story he is jumped brutally in a boys' bathroom his freshman year, something he is still trying to straighten out 8 years later and has a radical effect on his life. Bullying can go either way. Transwomen in the prison system are happy to go to women's prisons, but I have heard that transmen stay in the womens' prison, because they would be killed in the mens' prison. I am leery of blanket "every kid should...." statements and laws everywhere. To echo a writer you may never heard of, Preston Sprinkle, you should work these things out with the child, and if necessary, with the parents, and communicate. I don't think a child capable of penetration should sleep with girls on an overnight, or be in a girls' locker room. Trans kids have limitations as a result of their condition, sort of like people in wheelchairs cannot go mountain climbing, but here is the social realm. Accommodate as you can, but there are limits. The cisgender kids have rights. I am not sure where to draw the line as to whose rights should win out. Nor am I sure regulation imposed by a Legislature or a school board is the way to go. We saw Louden. I see no reason for an mtf who transitioned before puberty to not play girl sports, but a child who goes through male puberty has enormous physical advantages over the girls, and we are seeing girls injured. -
By Abigail Genevieve · Posted
Years passed. The kids grew up and they were empty-nesters. Lois went full-time at her company. "We have a Halloween party every year." He had heard of that. "You've upheld your end of our bargain for so very long. How about - do you have something appropriate to wear in the female line?" Did he. She was dressed like a penguin, but he wore a women's skirted suit, dark hose, one-inch heels, gold jewelry, well-done makeup and a wig. "I would not recognize you. What's this?" "Padding." "If I didn't know better I would think you were just a rather tall businesswoman. No one at the party knows you, no one is expecting a man in drag. How about your voice and walk?" He had obviously been practicing them. The party was a blast. Odie was happier than she had ever seen him, freer somehow, reveling in being feminine. Lois liked "her" as a charming friend. "That was fun," he said, driving home. "It is hard now to think you are a man," she said, and looked at him. "To tell you the truth I had such a wonderful time I never want to wear men's clothing again. I will, because I must." "I mean, you are convincing as a woman. More than you are as a man." "I think we need to get some professional help." And they did. Lois was determined to walk through this, as was Odie, and when he learned she was not walking out but working through, he was overjoyed. -
By Ivy · Posted
I am aware of this. It seems a little unnecessary considering that most of us do this at home every day of our lives. But okay. It does seem a bit harsh to require the trans kids to go outside and find a bush to poop under. Stalls with a little more actual privacy might help. But the real problem is trans people's existence. Not to worry, the GOP is working o that one. I don't think this would be as much a problem if the transphobes didn't harp on it so much. There are already laws about stalking and assault. Perhaps, if as a society we were more open about our bodies we could get past this. Not that this is likely to happen tho. Yeah. That's the problem with these laws. Kids - especially teens, need some privacy of their own to grow up into who they are. I can see where a kid might experiment with pronouns for a couple of months, and then decide it's not for them. Pity for them to get beat up in the meantime. I (thankfully) didn't know everything my kids got into. And I know my parents didn't know everything about me. We can give our guidance, but ultimately they need to figure it out on their own. -
By VickySGV · Posted
Parenting and Parental Control play a significant role in my backstory including my addiction history both as child and parent of 3 children now in their 40's. Big take away that keeps proving true even with new friends and with one of my children as the parent of 3 teenage children is a statement made by one of my parenting counselors and confirmed in other places -- Parents, NEVER do the best they CAN or could do, they will however do the best they KNOW HOW to do. Getting hit with that statement and some other things did lead me to see that I needed to learn my job better as a parent, which I went ahead and did, and have since made major changes. It made me very aware that my parents had both had very strange and ineffective parenting skills taught to them which I mistakenly was carrying on with my three children. My children's other parent who removed themself due to other personal problems was no better due to their background of parenting either. I am happy to say that my grandchildren benefited from their parents making intentional efforts to be sure that bad family practices were changed and updated. Result is that one Gender Questioning and two decidedly Cis grandchildren have supportive parents where bathroom and sports discomfort is based on actual threats of real physical harm or on invasion of personal boundaries. Possession of a particular anatomy is a neutral subject there. -
By Abigail Genevieve · Posted
He pushed it out. Years passed. Graduation, engagement to Lois. He was 5'10", she was 5'3". People thought the height difference was amusing. At one point he thought to himself I will never fit in her clothes. Bewildered as to where the thought had come from, he suppressed it. Marriage. Wedding night: sitting, waiting in anticipation of what was to come. Lois had left her dress on the bed and was in the hotel bathroom. He drew in a breath and touched it. Lacy, exquisitely feminine. He stroked it. Incredible. A whole different world, a different gender, enticing. "Like it?" she said, as she came out. He nodded. But she was meaning her negligee. Later she noticed a small tear in her wedding dress and wondered where it came from. Over the years there were dresses that had not been hung up properly in her closet, as if they had been taken down and hung up incorrectly. It made no sense. Her underwear drawer had been gone through. She checked the locked windows. They had a landlord at that time. Pervert, coming into apartments and doing this. She felt violated. Then they bought a house. They had two kids. Her underwear drawer was being regularly gone through. Not Odie. It could not be Odie. Odie was as macho as they come, something she liked. It could not possibly be Odie. Finally there was a slip with a broken strap. "Odie, I found the strap on my black slip torn. How could that have happened?' He didn't know. He looked guilty, but he didn't know. The rifling stopped for a while, then started up again. She read up on cross-dressing. "Odie, I love you," she said, "I've been reading up on cross-dressing." He had that deer-in-the headlights look. "I've read it is harmless, engaged in by heterosexual men, and is nothing to be ashamed of." He looked at her. No expression. "Look, I am even willing to buy you stuff in your size. A friend of mine saw you sneaking around the women's clothing department at Macy's, then you bought something and rushed out. No more of that, okay? The deal is that you don't do it in front of me or the kids. Do we have a deal?" They had a deal. Lois thought it was resolved, and her stuff was no longer touched. Every now and again a package arrived for "Odi", deliberately misspelling his name, and she never opened those. Sometimes they went and bought things, but he never tried them on in front of her. "The urge just builds until I have to, Lois. I am sorry. It's like I can't control it." "That's what I read. But your Dad would kill you." "There is that." Lois thought the deal would last. Things were under control.
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