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Originally Posted by TheSkronkDonkey
I don't go out of my way to tell people, but a few know.
My brother is one of them. I was actually looking at some t-girls on this very forum while he was in the same room. He looked across to see what I was doing and caught me checking out pictures of a cute ladyboy. He casually remarked that they weren't for him and carried on listening to his music. My brother is like that. Very matter of fact; no more, no less. He couldn't really care what I like or don't like. If only all relationships were like that, eh?
The other is a friend of mine. Well, more like ex-friend at this juncture. I let him go on my PC for a bit the last time he visited. He said he wanted to use the net and check out the football results (etc). Fine, I said. I went out the room for a bit because I'm not a guard dog and I had other things to do. Of course, he couldn't resist going through my favourites while I was gone. Transwomen this, shecocks that. I guess he got a nice surprise. :D The way I found out is when he made several not-so-subtle comments afterward. But really, if he's going to go snooping on someone else's computer, what does he expect? Sad that he had to betray my trust, though. Give people an inch ...
I think I wax and wane on the issue. Sometimes, I'm very uptight and it's my "big secret". Other times, I don't really care and whatever happens is whatever happens. I did subtly hint about my attraction to another friend, but he was quite snide and dismissive. Par for the course, really. Some people are tolerant; most people aren't. It can be a bit of a crapshoot. That said, if you're leaning one way or the other, lean on the person being intolerant -- more often than not, you'll be correct. After, and during, childhood, when you begin to shore up your beliefs, when the insidiousness of social conditioning has invaded almost every crack and crevice of your mind, when you begin to be convinced of what you know being more important than what you don't, difference is an enemy to your being, provoking fear and disgust, and the common way to dispel what one fears and finds disgusting is to mock, demean and destroy it. Sad, really.
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As I believe I've said numerous times before here on this good forum: WE are RIGHT, and the fascist trans-fobics around us are WRONG! There is no other way.
Maybe we should make a "come out of the closet club" for worried guys... I never were in that closet, but I'd probably be able to come with a few success-stories to ease the minds of the worriers.
My point is that why would we care what some fat idiot with a yiky unsexy cis-wife has to say about our honest atttraction?
Screw them... screw the whispering... instead smile, be proud and hold her hand a bit tighter. Because she feels the same. And she will hold your hand a little bit tighter too, letting you know that she is your's and you two share a very special and beautiful love.
Kiss her in public, adore her, love her, laugh with her... respect her! And be ever thankful that she let you have her.
Because having the love of a gorgeous trans-woman is, indeed, very, very special.
Sorry, if I keep repeating myself :-)
H