Hi,How’s things with you? All Cool and the Gang I hope.As I walked through the warm Spring sunshine my mind, as ever, started to drift. A young lady crossed the road in front of me, heels springing her across the road (not literally) in a way that seemed effortlessly glamorous. How do some women do that? Practice maybes. Anyways, her black on black office outfit reminded me of a night at Chams a few months ago and when that thought drifted into my head: what if people at work knew? I pushed it away not wanting to tempt Fate.Skip back a few weeks and the Nottingham Chameleons got an email from a local paper asking if they could come and do an interview. We had a brief chat about it and decided against it. I mean, this was about 2 weeks after the events down south in Liphook. I’m sure the paper meant well, but the current venue is out of the way enough to be off the radar unless someone’s specifically looking.Anyhoo, jump forward to last night’s telly programme – Inside Out. For those of you outside of the UK, it’s a regional magazine programme that features events, places and people within your local area. This episode featured a local lass who is in the process of transitioning but that’s by the by (Oh – good luck Debbie! 😀 ). The BBC’s website has a little more information about Debbie and… a link to the Nottingham Chameleons website.Bugger.
So I had a little touch of The Fear the other day. Not the stomach dropping panic I felt when someone outed me back home, but it wasn’t pleasant. Still, a nice cup of tea – honestly, I’m so British it almost hurts – and a quiet think certainly helped keep some perspective.
The reason I’d like to keep this part of my life away from work is because of my family. I think I could handle the well meant joshing from my work-mates. But what about outside of work? I don’t want my kids to be singled out because of who I am. Other than the concern for my family, I think that people knowing would alter the dynamic between myself and friends. Gee, that sounds fancy doesn’t it? 🙂 I think I’d stop being “——” and be “—— the trans person”. I’m not sure I’d fancy being pigeonholed – nay, stereotyped – like that. I suppose the obvious answer would be to remove this blog and withdraw from the Internet. Why not? Simply because I get a lot of out of blogging – both the process of sharing what’s going on in my life, reading what other people are getting up to and – as I’ve said before – the exchange of views via comments.
Oddly, I’m in touch with a few mates from back home (Facebook, it’s a strange beast) who could know – yet either they’ve ignored it, would like to ask but daren’t or – and I’m hoping this is really the case – it’s a non-issue. Yesterday’s news. SFW and all that. (SFW? So f***ing what).
To wrap this us – if some new friends are reading this. Two things: 1) Hello and 2) Buy me a pint and I’ll answer your questions if you like.
Take care & stay safe,
[ Today’s lyric: The Omen by The Prodigy ]