Most major life changes are marked by a rite of passage of some sort. In the case of transition and the actual surgery that our friends work toward and live for, there seems to be little fanfare. Personally, I find that sad. I wish we could all get together and celebrate this time with everyone who has arrived and come 'round right.
Teagan's surgery is weeks away now. In her post "nesting, sort of" she brings us a snapshot of preparations around her home to get it ready for a new life.
Her blog is accept (check) - embrace (check) and live. Time to live Teagan. All our best wishes go with you.
One of the sweetest girls in the T-Blog world is very sick right now with Melanoma, one of the most serious forms of skin cancer.
I remember Melissa emailing me and others, more than once, encouraging us to send positive thoughts to other bloggers who needed to hear from friends, for various reasons. Well, now is a good chance for all of us to do the same for Melissa. I know her many friends will send their positive wishes but I also hope that many of you out there who may not have discovered Melissa's writing will also do same. If you have never had the nerve to leave a comment on a blog, now would be a good time to try it out.
I went back through many of Melissa's blog posts, looking for a good "blast-from-the-past" to feature with this post, since all of her recent posts tell of her current predicament. While I encourage you to take a look at her recent posts, to get a good feeling as to just what this girl is all about I suggest you take a look at An Assault On Innocence. This is a sweet post about an incident in her childhood. If you feel up to it, please leave Melissa a comment on this post, letting her know you appreciate her writing and that you will be wishing and hoping for a speedy recovery.
Lori's upset and who can blame her? In her words, referring to the title of this post:
That's really what it comes down to by some, isn't it? If you've charged through transition as much as you've been able and have not measured up to some mythical standard, you're likely to be called one of those things. Oh, and the list goes on: Faggot, tranny, freak, he/she... You get the point. I'll stop just because many of my own friends (including myself) have endured such name calling from those who they thought loved and cared for them. Many of us know what it feels like to be bullied by outsiders who cannot empathize with an incongruent gender/sexual identity. I've seen the bruises on bodies to prove it.
Sadly, those trigger-words aren't only being said by outsiders, but by the very people who claim to have walked more than a mile in your shoes. And just because they've "arrived" at being a "true woman," now they feel empowered to become the victimizer, belittling those very people who are already brutalized.
If you haven't already seen this post, go here to Lori's Revival.