At last night’s transgender – cross dresser support group meeting (as predicted), I had to go “back in the day” to remind the predominately younger group of how difficult it was to even be a transvestite. As you may or may not remember, back in the fifties and into the early sixties in some places, it was a crime to even be caught dressing as a woman (if you were a man) in public. I also brought up the days before Al Gore invented the internet and how in the dark our closets became. In fact, another of one of the older attendee’s mentioned the days of combing through the local library only to find a book on cross dressing, then be afraid to be seen reading it.
Indeed things are better for the average trans or cross dressing person in today’s society. Even the moderator commented after her glowing remarks about going to the Pennsylvania “Keystone Conference” last week that her ugly encounter with the gender bigot actually finished with a positive experience. It seems, even the band stopped to make sure everything was fine with her.
Being the bitch that I am sometimes, I added an experience shared with me by my hairdresser with the transgender son. He is fourteen and was in the middle of his first serious relationship with a cis-girl. Everything was fine until her Mother got involved and broke them up by using the religion card. I can think of nothing worse since where they live is also where the “Leelah Alcorn” tragedy
happened. Leelah was the teenage transgender girl who committed suicide several years ago by stepping out in front of a semi truck on a local interstate. All because her parents wouldn’t accept her…mainly for strict religious reasons.
A tragic end to such a young life.
Other than all of that, the meeting moved along well and Jennifer from Oregon was actually back for a second meeting.
It all ended on a humorous note when several of the group volunteered to take her out for a “Cincinnati Three Way.” If you didn’t know, Cincy is known for it’s highly unique Greek/Armenian
chili. A “Three Way” is chili with spaghetti and onions. I hope she enjoyed it!
Finally, leave it to Connie to come up with this:”So, are you the Obi-Wanda-Kenobi of the support group? ”
I guess so!