WHEN I WAS BORN, THERE WAS NO INSTRUCTIONS, THAT CAME WITH THE PACKAGE. THERE WERE NO RULES, AS WELL AS A “BOOK OF “HOYLE” , THAT CAME ALONG WITH THE PARAMATERS OF THE GAME.
A book of Hoyle Contains all the Games Played in the United States, with Rules, Descriptions, and Technicalities Adapted to the American Methods of Playing!
Don’t get me wrong. I am not saying, that in life there is structured rules for the behaviorisms of the Heterosexual Relationships , however there are certain paths that are obvious!
Meet, date, marry, have children, walk hand in hand, arms around each other, have children, go dancing, be a women attend to their hair, and beauty, along with the rest. Men watch sports, go hunting, fishing, work, be a law abiding citizen. look at photos of their marriage or life, reminisce, raise their children, grow old together, and then die!
You get the point!
Now to Cross dressers & Transsexuals
Again, understand the difference between the two: Cross dressers have feminine feelings, like to dress on occasion as woman, can take the cloths off, and life goes on! Typically these individuals are in healthy, Heterosexual Relationships.
Transsexuals on the other hand, were dealt the fate, to be born in the wrong body, have a core value of femininity, which is a life long struggle do deal with, and to come to terms with, in their own self-acceptance. Our brains are that of a natal woman, but our bodies don’t match. The cause of this, to-date is from GENETICS
Now, what are the rules for us? There are none! We were born with no instructions, directions or rules, we have to fly by the seat of our pants, and usually on one engine
There is no one that can teach us, so we seek the comfort of others in the same dilemma, for those answers!
Now I will say some things before I get back to the topic of my children! As a male, I have done all the things I stated above, in the heterosexual rules.
Don’t get me wrong, I would not replace a thing, that I experienced. As a male, I met my wife, (which by the way will be the topic of, my next progressive post ) Message to my children: I loved her, I wanted to get married, I wanted Children! Especially YOU!
I am getting emotional – so I need this song to bring me back!
A song that I have listened too so many times
BECAUSE IT IS HOW I FEEL
BACK TO REALITY !!!!! And my story, and my feelings, hopes dreams and aspirations…………………………….
TO MAKE A POINT! I COVERED ABOVE THE EXPECTED BEHAVIOURISMS, OF A HETROSEXUAL RELATIONSHIP!
When I was delivered, the Doctor slapped ME, when in fact, he should have slapped, the shit out of my Mother for giving birth to me!
I didn’t know what my fate was as a baby. It wasn’t until the age of 5-7 years old, that I realized, I was different! And initially I didn’t know what extreme trauma would accompany that! Could I exist? NO! So I had to learn at that young age to HIDE! So I hid! And I grew up into adolescence and hid. I grew as a teenager and I hid. I went into the Military and hid. I went into Law Enforcement and I continued to hide, even into the beginning of my marriage. I was highly trained in the Art of hiding! For fear of being hurt! I was a highly trained “NINJA” in the Art of hiding, and deception, and lack of courage, to deal with the dynamics of who I was, and born to be by the grace of GOD! I couldn’t dance as Jamie, I couldn’t live as Jamie, I couldn’t sing as Jamie, watch sports, TV, hold hands, and experience life as Jamie! Jamie had to hide ! What she did best !
IT IS NOW, THAT I WANT TO INTERJECT SOMETHING, WHICH I PRAY TO GOD WILL INSTILL A REALIZATION INTO MY WIFE, CHILDREN, LOVED ONE’S AND FRIENDS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND TO THE MAJORITY OF SOCIETY, WHO DENIES ME !!
I WANT YOU ! TO STUDY THIS PHOTO BELOW!
I WANT YOU TO SHOW THE RESPECT AND, STUDY IT CLOSELY !!
Incarceration is compared, to the years of being incarcerated. A person who has received a life sentence, and spent say approximately 30 years in prison, can become dependent and institutionalized. If they are fortunate enough to be Pardoned, and step out into Society, it can be surreal and even traumatizing.
I COMPARE MY OWN LIFE, AS BEING INCARCERATED
for so many reasons
What this photo above means to me and about me, is the surreal feelings, the feeling of being released from incarceration, of who I was inside and meant to be.
When I saw this Gazebo in the middle of the Park
I didn’t have fore thought about, what I was about to do
It was like I was driven by some unknown force, whether, it be a God or a Goddess, or just a divine intervention
I just walked to the middle of it, threw up my arms, and screamed at the top of my voice!
I AM JAMIE LEE AND I AM FREE !!!!!!!!!
I wasn’t thinking about loved ones, friends, foes or anything else. I was thinking about ME! JUST ME!
It was almost was like, I felt at birth – I was reborn – I felt like a woman, in it’s divine totality, I felt the beauty of the Estrogen, flowing in my body, Soul and Spirit-I finally felt freedom, and completeness, even if it was, for a short period of time. It was euphoric!
In hind-sight, I wish I knew, what the other people in, voice range, in the Park, thought, when the heard me yell that!
I have been living with a pink elephant, in the living room, for far too long. My family, at times supportive, and at other times wanting me to just keep things status quo, and, to avoid the conflict of my transition. My transition is not a choice, it’s a fact, and even during times when we don’t talk about it, which is unfortunately more often than not, the issue is there, always like that big pink elephant that we all know is there, but refuse to acknowledge. I have a son in law that doesn’t even know I am transgendered. My daughter has told me over and over again that she supports me and loves me no matter what, but then on the other hand, says that we can’t tell her husband or his family because they “won’t understand”. My daughter seems to feel that it is better to protect her husband, and in-laws from my reality, but is it really?
Eventually the truth will come out, it has to, and when it does, I am afraid they will feel betrayed, when they find out that she knew all along, and hid it from them. She says she supports and accepts, me but lies to her husband, her partner in life about her own parent? I wish she could understand that, not only does this forced double life hurt me, it is very likely to hurt her marriage, because of her lies.
My son’s wife and I were really close at one time, having long conversations about being transgendered, and also about my transitioning. She seemed very interested and understanding. I thought we had a very close relationship, until I found out that at a party, she was telling other people including my wife, that I was talking about my blog, and about what I blog about, which is transgendered issues. This caused a huge conflict within the family and left me feeling very betrayed. How can she tell me over and over that she understands, and that she supports me, and then go behind my back like that?
Which is true? Did she mean it when she said she understood and accepted me?, or does she really think I am wrong? It has hurt my trust in her. This has also perpetuated some problems between my son and I . He asked me if I wanted to go shopping the day after Thanksgiving and as soon as I said ‘sure, just let me get changed” he said that if I was going to go “dressed” as Jamie then he didn’t want to go. How disappointed I was, that he was embarrassed or ashamed to be seen with me. I wish I could make him understand that Jamie, is me, I don’t “dress as” Jamie. In the future to their homes, but I do plan, to just get in the car and stop asking for permission to be who I am. Why should I have to ask permission for what to wear from anyone much less my son.
There was an insinuation, that they accepted me, however, didn’t want me around for fear of what, their son, will have to deal with in school, etc.
My Grandson is a little over 2 years old !
SO YOU BE THE JUDGE, IS THIS FACT? OR CRAP?
A word characterized by lack of seriousness , sense or purpose, not worthy any more, of serious notice!
To me, this is a moment of solemn realization, that comes crashing
in on you out of no where!
When I just typed this, for the first time, I thought about that Horse. The one that is attached to a Carriage, and has that CARROT. dangling in front of him, and keeps, walking, running, and pushing forward, to get it. I wonder if that horse, ever realizes that he can’t get it? And stops going after it, as it still dangles in front of him, knowing that, he still loves this carrot, however was unreachable!
In my life at present, as pertains to my hopes, dreams aspirations, which is my carrot !
You see, it wasn’t until a few days ago, that I had to deal, with the word frivolous.
In my life, the most important things, like love, relationships, children, friends, goals, acceptances of my self and others and especially MY FEELINGS ABOUT INFINITY – seem to be frivolous, it deeply hurts me.
DOES IT MEAN, THAT AT THIS MOMENT, I WILL GIVE UP – NO – BUT SINCE, THE REALIZATION HITS YOU. THROUGH THE ACTIONS OR WORDS OF ALL THE PEOPLE OR THINGS MENTIONED – THEY, ARE GUILTY OF CREATING THIS FEELING WITHIN ME, TOWARDS, THINGS OR ACTIONS, BEING FRIVOLOUS, AND CAN’T BLAME ME, FOR ANY OF MY ACTIONS!
DO I TRULY KNOW AT THIS MOMENT, HOW MY CHILDREN ACCEPT AND FEEL ABOUT ME, BEING TRANSSEXUAL?
NO! NOT IN IT’S TOTALITY, BECAUSE THEY WILL NOT CONVERSE WITH ME ABOUT IT ! HOW SAD !
WILL THEY BE ANGRY, WHEN THEY SEE WHAT I HAVE WRITTEN ABOUT THEM
BUT ONE THING I KNOW !!! I MUST PLAY THE CARDS AS THEY FALL
A TRANSSEXUAL – GENETIC WOMAN
AND FOR ALL TO KNOW – I AM NOT GIVING UP YET, ON ANYTHING
thank you for reading my story