A non-binary, straight male-to-female crossdresser and a Christian, conservative, Republican, pro-Trump woman walk into a Starbucks… Good jokes have begun with less. My pre-amble to this story didn’t happen exactly that way, as I’m sure you know…
t the meeting, I told the group that I was going to use this Pride Month to be more visible in a different way. While social media and the news outlets are talking all about the parades and the marches and festivities, I decided to take the message of Savannah to the mean streets. Of course, I am not foolish enough to do something drastic, but some would say what I am doing is drastic… and foolish.
“Have you ever had one of those days where—while phone chatting to your cousin and she’s asks for the name of your book—you accidentally text “Living with Crossdressing: Defining a New Normal” to your gf’s youngest daughter as a reveal? Asking for a friend…”
According to the American Psychological Association website, the term “transgender is an umbrella term for persons whose gender identity, gender expression or behavior does not conform to that typically associated with the sex to which they were assigned at birth. ….” Crossdressers are one of their categories or types of transgender people. Just because there is not a more modern term for crossdressers, that does not mean that our gender duality is not real.
Drag Queen Story Hour at the Greenville County Branch Library in Five Forks.
I told a crossdressing friend that I was speaking to somebody in Sweden about men who dressed as women using latex or rubber masks. There are several sub-genres of moderately common subtypes of maskers. Why would a crossdresser want to wear a mask?
As human beings, we have an instinctual need to feel accepted. Sure, we can dress up to our hearts content behind locked doors and drawn curtains. But parading around in the home without any greater acceptance of who we are beyond ourselves is, in itself, an isolated and lonely affair.
I was probably the only crossdresser there that night, but that didn’t stop me from sliding out to the dance floor when it was still empty.
I was a New York kind of girl and had a New York state of mind (thanks to Billy Joel) for over twenty years. Unfortunately, the bright lights of the big city became too bright and too big to continue living there. Even though my entire transgender community was in and around the Big Apple, my girlfriend and I had to leave for a warmer and less expensive latitude.