in a response to elisi in my own original post, I mentioned that my first real girlfriend was a pre-op transexual. I never saw her as anything other than Her; it seems to be beyond me to understand how others could not, but then I was in my early twenties when I was suddenly like, "Huh! There was a closet I was supposed to have been in."
My parents, my father particularly; people I grew up around, the world I saw on TV, all told me that only certain ways were true and good.
And I never once believed them. I am the kid who it was ever-so-politely put to that, "Maybe you don't need to come to Sunday School anymore..." because I was asking too many awkward questions.
:-)
Like I said. Don't get it. Never Got it. Don't wanna get it.
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in a response to elisi in my own original post, I mentioned that my first real girlfriend was a pre-op transexual. I never saw her as anything other than Her; it seems to be beyond me to understand how others could not, but then I was in my early twenties when I was suddenly like, "Huh! There was a closet I was supposed to have been in."
My parents, my father particularly; people I grew up around, the world I saw on TV, all told me that only certain ways were true and good.
And I never once believed them. I am the kid who it was ever-so-politely put to that, "Maybe you don't need to come to Sunday School anymore..." because I was asking too many awkward questions.
:-)
Like I said. Don't get it. Never Got it. Don't wanna get it.
Still under Willow & Tara's spell,
Ray.