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Doing the Right Thing

2011-08-30T07:51:00.000-07:00

It’s so frustrating if you don't know whether you’re doing the right thing. There’s that emotion that says that you feel one way and another is telling you feel different. Well I feel that a lot because I chose to stand by my Trans Mom when my uncle started to be prejudiced against her. It meant me giving up seeing my cousins and my Grandma. It was one of the hardest things I had to do. They all come periodically up to see my birth Mom and my sister. Of course they want to see me and that means that I have to choose whether I see them or not. I never know what to do, I miss my cousins so much and yet I am afraid that by seeing them my Uncle will think that everything is fine even though it isn’t. Why do people like him force me choose while he fails to talk about why he is excluding one of my family members, my Trans Mom. It makes me so angry and upset and to think that there are so many other people who are getting hurt by people like that. I just keep hoping that it well get better.

Something happened recently, my cousin came out as been gay, I am so pleased that she has had the courage to do so. I was scared that my Uncle would not except her but he did except her. That is brilliant for her but it got me to thinking WHY didn’t he except my Trans Mom ?

Hi to all the LGBT community out there, don’t listen to those who say you are different in a bad way or class you as ‘freaks’. You are all beautiful in different ways and don’t forget:

Love is louder than the pressure to be perfect

living with a trans mom

2011-07-27T02:47:00.000-07:00

My Mom is Trans, she started transitioning six years ago. It was bit hard at first not calling her Dad even though i preferred her as she is now. As she began to transition it all began to make sense to me. It had always been strange to me that my "Dad" felt more like my Mom than my actual Mom. As i grew up i begin to identify her as my second Mom, she was so caring and loving unlike my birth Mom.

After a year of her transitioning I had completely forgotten that I had ever had a “Dad”. It was so great having someone to go shopping with talk about girl things. She’s my perfect Mom. My birth Mom was not happy about that. She couldn’t accept me having two Moms. I have to call my trans Mom Auntie. Don't get me wrong, I love my birth Mom but there’s something about her and I have never been able to feel that close to her. It was is so frustrating but I was basically happy with my life, I still am.

But then I had to deal with the rest of society around me, like at my new school. All my class mates wanted to know where my Dad was. I didn't know what to say. It had never occurred to me that anyone would ask me that. I made up a cover story because partly I did not know how they would react if I said well actually my “Dad” is Trans plus I wanted to protect her because I knew that people could and would be really horrible to her.

I hate the way some people won’t accept people who are slightly different. It seems inhuman to me, especially from the people the closest to you like my Uncle and his family. He was so horrid and discriminatory to my Mom. She wasn’t aloud in their house any more. That was right at the beginning of her transitioning in 2006. Since then I have refused to see my Uncle and his family because i feel so strongly about it. The thing that made me really angry was the way people like therapists would try and figure out my problems. As soon as i told them about my family and my Trans Mom they immediately jumped to the conclusion that it was because I had lost my ”Dad” even if I told them differently. I wanted to explain that I never felt as if I had a proper Dad and I don’t care because I love my Trans Mom for who she is and i wouldn’t change that. She is the perfect Mom for me. I think she as taught me so much about life and I am glad I have been able to help her hopefully somehow become how she wanted to be. I have been there through everything she has dealt with throughout her transition. People have expressed the opinion that she should keep things from me because they think that it will upset me. Okay, fine, it does upset me seeing the things she has to go through but it has also made me want to speak out and be counted as someone who thinks that the way that the LGBT community is dealt with by society in general is wrong. I feel that they should have a much better deal than they do. i have had difficult times dealing with having a trans Mom. However, contrary to what some people might say I believe that it was not me who had the difficulty but society that has a problem with children and their trans parents.

Oh and for the record, anyone who is a trans Mom or Dad out there or any other parent from the LGBT community I want to tell that you are doing an amazing job. Stay strong, love is louder .thanks Mom you’re amazing.

I just offer this as my own insight into growing up as a child with a trans Mom

Having a Trans Mom

2011-07-25T04:52:00.000-07:00

I think it is so horrible how trans and the whole gay lesbian bi community are treated. There is not enough awareness and support and protection from prejudice and hate given to them which means that so many wonderful people die every year from suicide or from some some one killing them. I feel strongly that governments should be doing more for them than they are doing, I firmly believe that they should have much more recognition especially trans Moms.
You are probably wondering why a sixteen year old girl is saying these things. It’s because my Mom is trans. I see what she has been through. It upsets me greatly that she has not had all the help she has needed to transition. I realize how difficult it is for her to transition but it must be so much more difficult to raise a child on your own as well. If i was going to look up to anyone it would have to be my Mom, she is so brave and she has so much determination. She never gives up. I admire her greatly for that

I started to think if my Mom found it difficult then what about the other people like her in the LGBT community, how did they cope? My conclusion was that they felt the same as my Mom, some of the might even have it worse than her, which makes me think why isn't someone doing anything to help them or their families.

I guess I am writing this to say, never give up, stay strong and to recognize that these people are truly amazing and brave. More people should recognize that they are remarkable people. Just because they are slightly different does not mean that they don't have Rights and feelings and are normal people, more people should see that.

i hope you enjoyed reading my blog !

first guitar

2011-06-05T11:01:00.000-07:00

this is my beautiful guitar. i got it for my birthday a few years a go.
this is the guitar that i Learned to play on. i was so pleased when i go it .
i hope i will cray on luring and move on to upwards.

song writing teenager

2011-06-05T10:14:00.000-07:00

i am finding it so difficult to do all my studies and exams wail tiring to be a singer song writer and macing my first c.d it used to be a lot easier to write songs when i was younger and not in eleventh grade. hopefully by the end of this semester when i have my summer vacation i will be able to song write all i like and play around with music.and have a summer music camp at home with my mom. can't wait !

Whey i love music

2011-06-05T09:40:00.000-07:00

i love music i play the guitar and bass i also sing. i love the way you can just loose your self in a song and go some where far a way to a different planet and forget about your worry's. Music is the love of my live.It's a total escape from reality. Music transforms you to another place, Some place unexpected and meaningful.