This is the Birthday card I recieved from my Parents this year.

I always find it really funny that birthday cards for men usually have odd things like cars, wallets, watches and mobile phones on them. Especially when all of the illustrations are hillariously outdated.

This card is the epitome of my Parents; it really says a lot about them.

hi i was wondering how did your family like your mother and father felt about your change ? and how did you tell them

Well, they didn’t take it lightly at first.

I told them via a letter, like many other people. I come from a family where anything personal really isn’t encouraged to be spoken about – especially to your parents so I felt this was the easiest way.

I also had the support of my therapist at the local children’s hospital where I was being treated for gender stuff and depression. She arranged a meeting with my Mother, Father and myself alongside her to be able to mediate and answer any questions.

Long story short, that day was very emotional and it took them a good 3 years for them to fully get over the fact that I’m nothing more than thier son.

It certainly helped that once I began my medical transition at 18, I also moved states to be with my now Wife and Son. The next time they saw me, I had significant facial hair, a much deeper voice and no one could mistake me for anything other than a man.

Now, they adore thier Grandson with all thier might, adore the shit out of my Wife (think they like her more than me! haha) and every single time I visit it just gets better. My Dad is getting older now and absolutely loves to employ me to do the heavy lifting jobs and “strong” things. He loves to brag about x, y and z that I’m doing/have done. Has told me several times he is so very proud that I am his son. Everytime he see’s me slouching he takes me aside and says “I know you had that shit on your chest before, but you don’t now. Stand up straight, you’re good looking bloke!”.

It’s really, really good.

Played a couple of games of pool, watched a couple more. Lost ridiculously but actually had a great time. Met some new friends and was surrounded by mainly very old, quirky men. It was hysterical just observing but I actually feel like I nailed it socialization wise. A+ would socialize again.

I am friends with a father who’s children also attend k’s school. He’s a really nice guy, very rough cut but cares for his wife and kids immeasurably. Mainly our interactions have been waiting for our kids at school where we both arrive early to ensure we get a car park, but before school broke up we exchanged numbers. He’s having a hard time with his health; been diagnosed with incurable stomach cancer and begun radiation and chemo so I wanted him to know I could help with the kids or transport, even if it’s something small. New years and Christmas well wishes were exchanged via text and I was stoked on having such a good friend that also had children and most importantly, whom I was stealth to. Not queer, didn’t know me via association in certain circles, just met me and liked me. That was comforting. I just got a text asking if I’d be up for a game of pool or snooker sometime. I’m absolutely petrified about this for some reason, I mean it sounds fantastic. Games of pool with a great dude. In my head I’ve got it all twisted up: that something, somehow will out me. Anyway, regardless of stupid dysphoric insecurities – we are attempting to arrange a day/time. Just needed to vent and freak out.

I had a really great Christmas this year.

K is still old enough for Santa to visit, and he was getting a really big present from us, an Xbox 360. Watching him open that was amazing. My favorite part.

My Wife spoiled me rotten and I her.