Hey,
My Wife already had given birth to our Son 11 months before I came into their lives.
For a more detailed account, you can find a previous post here.
Are you worried about your trans status becoming known in such a small town?
In short, yes. But I’m concerned about my trans status being common knowledge wherever I am.
Here, I have some family. They’re very prominent members of this community and well respected due to business relations and town social standings. This is useful in the fact that if shit ever does hit the fan; they’ll be on my side fighting for me.
I almost feel as though things are so simple here, people are so straight forward that at times it feels less likely for anyone to ever out me due to the fact that trans people are invisible here. There is no knowledge about trans issues. I’m not even sure if people here would know it’s possible to transition from female to male.
Perhaps I’m not giving the town folk enough credit, but here I am seen as a short, odd little “alternative” man with a Wife and Son. Nothing more. The only reason people give me and my family a second look in this town is because we haven’t altered our dress sense to fit in – we appear more “city” than “country”.
Are you back with your family yet?
This didn’t appear as an unread message notification, so I have no clue as to how long this has lay dormant in my inbox. Apologies, anon.
Anyhow – yes. This is my ninth day back with my family in our new town/home.
So, in-between being a Father and Husband again, before I become employed full-time – I’ll have a few spare hours each day to answer any questions.
If you’ve been wanting to ask things, now is the time they are far more likely to get answered promptly.
Ask here. As always, anonymous is enabled.
I have been with my family for a little over a week now.
To say things are hectic is certainly an understatement, but I’m loving every second of it. I’ve been on riverside bush walks with K, my Wife and our new Dog (who we’ll call D). I’ve cleaned the entire house which was overwhelming my Wife, I’ve cleaned and sorted out the garage and actually have places to put my tools!
I’ve built dog-proof fences, mowed and walked not only K to and from school most days, but by proxy the dog also.
I’ve had roast dinners with my In-Law’s, played Rummiking until bedtime with family, had a good dozen or so coffee’s on the front porch, overlooking our street. Dog and cat by my feet.
I’ve picked up some odd-jobs which actually pay (albeit minimally, but any port in a storm) and am introducing myself to one of the local Drama/Performing Arts schools here in town this coming Thursday. Word has spread via my Wife that I have arrived with Qualifications pertaining to that area, and rumor has it they’re very interested to meet someone who has any kind of qualifications – current employees possess none, only experience.
I am apprehensive; it’s all about social interactions here. Very very small town, so there is perhaps three degrees of seperation between most folk at max. Everyone loves a good gossip.
My Wife gently let me know it would be best for my first impression if I shaved off my beard which has gotten unruly over the last few weeks. I’ve had better things to do than shave.
I’m kind of a bit smitten with it now, it’s a pity it will have to go.
But she’s right; it’s working with youth and in order to appear more my actual age and not ten years older, I should endeavor to groom myself.
Big, big changes. I find myself feeling a little overwhelmed at times – I want to accomplish so much, and I want it all done yesterday. I am slowly wading through “to do” lists I had made in the last few months for when I arrived.
The land here is beautiful. I am an exceptionally lucky man to be able to be this close to such glorious bushland and river systems, an abundance of natural rescources alongside flora and fauna.
I take nothing for granted.
The Anonymous Man. A poem about being a stealth transsexual man.
This isn’t me, by the way, I just thought this was awesome and worth posting.
This was one of the most moving and relatable things I’ve ever had the privilege of viewing.
I reached 500 followers sometime recently.
I am humbled that 500 people actually read my drivel.
Many Thanks.
I got sent an invitation to do Honors in the mail.
I am flattered, and it’s certainly something I would love to undertake.
But not next year.
This coming year belongs to no one else but my family and work.
Yeah so, I nailed that exam. Just saying.
do you have experience with the gen 2 peecock? particularly about what colour to choose?!
Unfortunately I only have experience with the Generation 1 Peecock, but I will tell you that I know a few friends who have the Generation 2 and they say to go a shade darker than you feel is correct.
Any of my followers wish to help out?
transmandad 