Archives: July 2009

Love In A Box

love_in_a_box My wife has struggled to accept my transgender nature over the last few years. I know that she tries hard and loves me a lot, but at times she treats Vanessa as an unwelcome interloper in our marriage. As much as this hurts me, I know that my gender confusion causes her just as much pain.

I think the most difficult thing for her to handle is my uncertainty – I don’t know how far along the path to womanhood I need to travel. At times I feel that nothing short of complete transition can still my spirit. Yet just as quickly love for her wells up inside me, and I cling to hope that perhaps just a bit further will leave me satisfied.

At times it feels as if we battle each other almost as much as I war against the confusion raging inside of me. Then in a moment the gray skies clear to let in the sunshine of peace.

It’s one of these moments of crossdressing acceptance I want to share with you. It came as a complete surprise just a few days ago and still fills me with joy.

Loves Transcends Transgender

A few years ago my wife bought me a beautiful jewelry box for Christmas. It was to hold my growing collection of feminine adornments. A year later I decided to quit crossdressing once and for all. Though I foolishly threw out all my clothes, I (more wisely) gave my jewelry box to my wife.

It didn’t take more than 18 months for me to realize that once again my well intentioned purge would crash against the rocks of my nature. So slowly, as budget would allow, I began replenishing my wardrobe and the accessories to complement my outfits.

Now, there’s nothing quite so tacky as to ask for a gift back. Especially since my wife had made productive use of the jewelry box I gave her. Since my earrings and necklaces were homeless I mentioned to her that I’d need to buy a new jewelry box. As a couple we tend to buy things slowly, so a few weeks passed without me giving this another thought.

Crossdressing Acceptance in a Box

A few days ago as we’re winding down the evening my lovely wife presented me with a wonderful surprise. A homemade jewelry box! Complete with felt lining and a colorful high heel adorning the outside.

I almost cried, but I think I was overcome with the shock of joy that I just hugged her. It was like a crossdressing Christmas in July.

I know my transgendered nature is hard on my wife. Even amidst the struggle her love for me shone through. I am truly blessed to have someone who cares so much for me. Someone who is willing to wrap her gift in a priceless treasure, and fill my jewelry box with love.

Vicki’s Inspirations for Crossdressing Christians -The Widow’s Offering

After a brief hiatus Vicki is back with more inspirations for crossdressing Christians. I hope you enjoy this inspiration as much as I did.

41 And he sat down opposite the treasury and watched the people putting money into the offering box. Many rich people put in large sums. 42 And a poor widow came and put in two small copper coins, which make a penny. 43 And he called his disciples to him and said to them, “Truly, I say to you, this poor widow has put in more than all those who are contributing to the offering box. 44 For they all contributed out of their abundance, but she out of her poverty has put in everything she had, all she had to live on.” Mark 12:41-44

We all know this verse from as far back as Sunday school, and if you are still new to the faith, it still serves as one of the cornerstones of Jesus’ ministry and a warning of the dangers of conspicuous religiosity. My own interpretation of the teaching being , a “woe to you who parade around proud of the 10th, or 7th, or 5th of what you give from you abundant riches.” For me too, it has always been more about money than about other things, though pastors and teachers from my past have always sought to expand my/our understanding to include the talents that I have as gifts from God that were given to me to share with others. So when I saw this verse in the devotions that get sent to my e-mail every day, I pretty much read it, digested it, and with a been there done that attitude, figured I was done with Mark 12 and the widow for another year or two. I had little new to learn from this, sure I could be more generous with my time, talents, and treasure, but I knew I fell short, and thanks God for the gentle reminder.

But the Spirit apparently was not done with me and as the day went on the verse no only stayed with me, it began to take on new meaning. Having been absent for a bit of time from posting my little inspirations, I think the Spirit was telling me, Vicki, you aren’t even sharing a small part of what you have right now. Sure you could be giving more in a monetary way, but I’ve given you a talent and a perspective that you have neglected for a couple months now. The simple fact is that having accepted my Cross-dressing and an ability and venue to share God’s Promise with others like me and even beyond, I’d been of late burying that talent in the ground. (Another parable for another column). God was using this passage to hold me to the widow’s standard. Was I giving what I have, ALL I have to others? Sadly no, it was far easier to find other distractions to keep me busy, some fruitful to me, but none fruitful to God or to others.

I guess that is part of the point. Specifically when it comes to my cross-dressing it is easier to keep it under wraps and hold it to myself, showing a little here, maybe a little there, but never letting go completely of the little treasure I have to others. I’ve claimed that my dressing and feminine side are Gifts from God, but now hold onto them like some museum piece to admire and talk about, but never take off the shelf. To be sure, my intent is not to suggest all you dear readers need to burst out of the closet singing “here I am!”. But for me, it is clear that more needs to be done, by me, on this front. Though for most CD’s this may not be what God is asking you to share, there is something inside each of us that God has given us as gift, to be shared and shared abundantly with others. I’ve said before that I firmly believe that this gift we share, is a Gift from God. Whether you recognize it as The Gift to be shared or just a part of a fully realized and integrated person that now feels empowered to share other parts of themselves is immaterial. God has created us each to be a comfort to each other, and to share those parts of ourselves that do most to advance His purposes. I pray that we recognize the Gifts God is asking us to share and that we find the strength and encouragement we need to give gladly of all of that which was first given to us.

Peace to all
Vicki


Vanessa here, thanks for the inspiration this week Vicki. Even to those who are not religious I think your message applies. Share your transgender gift with others and you could do a great service to them and the transgender community. You may inspire them to become more tolerant, or to cherish diversity, or just to realize that transgendered people can be good and caring. Sharing your authentic self with someone shows them an uncommon measure of love and trust.

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Of HRT, Counselors, and Delays – Joanna’s Journey Part 3

Many of the readers of Crossdresser Heaven are crossdressers who are learning to accept the feminine part of themselves. At the start of this journey it is daunting to contemplate one possible end – living as a woman full time. It can also be unhelpful, since many crossdressers live happy, fulfilled lives crossdressing part time.

We’ve been blessed to share in Joanna’s journey into womanhood these last few weeks. This has been helpful for me, and I hope you have been edified by her sharing. As I was posting the third installment of Joann’s Journey I realized one possible danger – in particular for those married to a crossdresser – so I wanted to take a moment to clarify. Not all crossdressers are transsexuals.

As men, we sometimes like to think in terms of goals to be accomplished. We may even believe that having a sex change is the ultimate goal, and full expression of our feminine selves. I assure you that this is no more a goal than forever banishing those thoughts of the feminine. You need to search deep within yourself to discover your own path.

I’m pleased to share the continuing story of Joanna’s transgender success. I hear there might be a fourth installment, subscribe to Crossdresser Heaven so you don’t miss it!

Transgender Delays

transgender_success_story[1] In this essay I continue my story…

Transgender Frustrations, delays and headaches

All is not smooth sailing on the waters of Trans, there are times when:

  • The person feels like the medical community doesn’t care about them
  • Their counselor, psychiatrist or general practitioner has their own agenda and won’t do anything about hormones (HRT) or any of the patient’s concerns until something in the medic’s agenda is satisfied
  • As I pointed out in my first essay there are other frustrations, those of coming out to friends, family, church members, employers and others
  • The seemingly endless financial demands of transition which have to be balanced against the more immediate, pressing and required financial demands of simple day to day living. Given the choice between hormones and milk for the kids, milk must have priority.

Feeling down, somewhat depressed and angry seems to be an integral part of transition; you should see a doctor if your symptoms last past 2 or 3 days and especially if you have thoughts of suicide. The suicide rate among pre-op transmen and women is at least 30% with many having at least one attempt before the age of 20. Please don’t become another statistic.

On to my situation, over the last few weeks I think I have experienced the highs and lows of transition, from passing well at a state wide conference to the low of having to yet again go to war with one of my transition team about beginning HRT. Here I am four months post diagnosis, twenty one days into RLE and still yet to start HRT. For me passing is as much about dressing, attitude, and movement as it is about makeup and hairdos. I am frustrated that my therapist and Dr. don’t seem to share the same sense of urgency about HRT that I do; indeed they want to slow me down. I have been waiting most of my life for this to happen why do they want to keep me from my journey any longer?

Don’t get me wrong there is nothing wrong with Cross Dressing, or Cross Dressers it is just that isn’t where I am at nor is it where I wish to stay, but without hormones that is what I am. These quotes from journal entries of mine should sum up my feelings nicely

“To be blunt without hormones I am naught but a cross dresser. [Ed: See note above, we each have our own calling and path – every station along the gender spectrum is to be cherished and valued if we stop there with sincerity] Cross dressing, while alleviating some of the problem, is not enough. The longer I am left in this netherworld the less help it is going to be. Some of the ladies on a site I frequent have suggested privately to me that if things don’t straighten out I should look to the internet for spironolactone and Estradiol. I really don’t know about that but it would begin to force some hands, if I get desperate enough who knows, it might be the way to go.” [Ed: I seem to be butting in a lot – I recommend anyone considering hormones consult a qualified physician]

“What will I do if HRT seems to be a moving target and I am left as a cross dresser?”

I don’t know, however I have no intention of stopping this transition. If my current team does not wish to assist me any further or keeps throwing roadblocks in front of me I will be forced to find a new therapist who will assist me in my transition, and if I have to go to the city hopefully we can handle it by phone to ease up on the transport costs.

What is it going to take to get HRT started?

Am I the only one this matters to?

Has someone, somewhere decided to play a cruel joke and just keep stringing me along with no intention of allowing me to continue?

It is not something I would be proud of doing but it would be a way for me to force the issue. If I keep getting put off, the buck keeps getting passed around I may have to turn to the internet for help in forcing some hands.”

The last paragraph is one born of frustration at the delays and seeming intransigence of my transition team. It does seem that those who are willing to take that step (one that is not recommended or advised by any transperson or doctor) do end up on supervised HRT faster.

Right now it doesn’t seem to matter how I push, what I say, or how I try to get my team to see my urgency they only want to move at their own glacial pace. Being as how I live in a smaller center and right now don’t have the money to commute to the city for therapy I will have to keep fighting this bunch.  Sooner or later I will get them to give me what I need but until then I have to wonder if they care.

By now some of you may be wondering why I am putting together such a dark and some would say negative missive, bluntly WELCOME TO REALITY. Transition is not all fun and games, yellow brick roads, and beds of thornless roses; it is a lot of pain, sweat, heart ache, frustration, emotional turmoil, broken relationships, self doubt and self reflection. The end, being complete, the discontinuity between brain and body fixed, is well worth the price.

There are those of us, in transition, who have suffered with the discontinuity for 40, 50, 60 or more years, in many ways we envy those of you who find out young and have the majority of your lives to transition and enjoy the fruits of that transition. However there is one thing that we don’t have to worry about; whether or not we ever plan on expanding the world population. Those of us whose transitions occur in the middle years of life are probably well past that point. For those of you male or female whose transitions are occurring in the prime child bearing years please consider banking eggs or sperm against the possibility of wanting genetically linked children in the future. My reason for emphasizing this is that the hormones will eventually chemically castrate you, rendering the creation of children impossible.

Despite the darkness and despair of some hours and days of my transition there have been some successes and some of them notable ones. In my last essay Of S.O.’s Curve Balls and Space Time I opened the subject of giving your significant other or others all the space and time (hence the reference to Space Time) they want and need to accept or reject your diagnosis and gender path. Many will initially react with anger, due to the pain and turmoil you have just caused, remember unlike us they haven’t had the majority of their lives to prepare for this day. As I mentioned earlier, I am now 4 months post diagnosis and as you may know from other essays I have been down that road of hatred, anger, recriminations and accusations by my SO. I gave her the time she wanted and needed, as well as not insisting on sleeping in the bedroom with her, this is part of giving her space.

Your partner will need someplace private to get away and be alone with their thoughts, maybe to call a trusted friend and seek advice from that quarter, female partners more so than male ones will seek counsel from trusted friends. Just because they say they don’t want you anymore or they are not lesbians, doesn’t mean that given time and space they won’t come around to finding a way that they can accept who you are, and are becoming. As a result of not pressuring her to accept me and allowing her time to get her head around it, there have now been some positive developments in our relationship, however I am not willing to say publicly what those developments are.

I talked with my manager at work last night and flat out asked her when she thought it would be good for me to begin my transition at work her reply, after the day I’d had, was music to my ears; she told that as long as what I wore fit the dress code and wasn’t over the top she didn’t mind when I started. That ended the day on a really good note.

Stay tuned for part 4…

I Need Your Help

How to tell my mom I crossdress They say the best way to get something done is to start with the reasons why you should do it. Once you have a strong enough why, the ‘how’ will take care of itself. They made it sound easier than it is, because I’m at that place right now. I have a compelling reason why, but don’t really know where to start.

How Do I Tell My Mom I’m Transgendered?

A few weeks ago I decided to tell my mom that I’m transgendered. Though I’m sure she has suspected at one time she’s never mentioned anything to me. As far as I know, she’s never seen me dressed, or found errant pieces of woman’s clothing in my room when I lived at home.

If she ever did suspect, I think marriage removed the last seeds of doubt. Even I thought being wed to a beautiful woman would cure my transgendered desires. If you’ve been reading Crossdresser Heaven for a while, you know how that worked out ;)

Why Am I Telling Her Now?

I’ve been thinking about telling my mom for a while, and always found a reason to avoid it. I justified this to myself by saying, ‘I don’t want to cause her distress’, and ‘she’ll be happier if she doesn’t know’. How hollow and selfish those reasons seem now.

My mom is in her sixties, and because of some health issues she is considering surgery. The surgery is generally not risky, but it got me thinking. (phew, even as I write this tears are coming to my eyes). It got me thinking, ‘How would I feel if I never told her?’, ‘How would I feel if I denied her the opportunity to love and accept me for who I am?’, ‘How would she feel knowing I didn’t trust her enough to tell her?’.

The more I thought about it, the more not telling her felt like an act of betrayal, and not an act of kindness. So I made up my mind to tell her. My primary concern now is for our relationship. I want to tell her in a loving way, that makes it as easy on her. I want to share what’s on my heart, but give her space and time to understand.

I Need Your Help

There are two things I’m unsure of when it comes to telling my mom.

How do I tell her I’m transgendered? We live many thousands of miles apart, and I won’t have an opportunity to visit her for a few years. What is the best way to tell her? A letter, an email, over the phone? I’ve been thinking about writing a letter and attaching it to an email. So the email will give me a chance to introduce it before she reads the letter, but also showing her that I’ve given it thought to put it in letter form.

What do I tell her? I know for sure that I’m transgendered, but I don’t know how far along the journey to womanhood I want to travel. I’m not sure if I’d be content dressing on the weekends, or only feel whole living as a woman every day. How would you share this, when even the very notion of being transgendered can be confusing?

If you’ve told your parents, or a loved one your advice would be a blessing to me. Please take a moment to comment and share your thoughts.

Thank you so much,
Vanessa

My Transgendered Husband

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Published on: July 20, 2009

The Internet is littered with website that portray the transgendered in a negative light. It could be a site so sexually explicit that even the latex clad crossdresser begins to sweat – and you know when this happens that things are getting out of hand.

To make it easier to find high quality transgender sites we’ll feature a website each week that is worth visiting. Rather than just send you a list of links we’ll provide a bit more information about the site you’re going to visit, so you know whether it’s worth your time.

If you would like to recommend a website to the readers of Crossdresser Heaven, please email me at vanessalaw@crossdresserheaven.com.  Include the website address, your femme name (so I can give you credit), and a brief description of the website and why you think others would find it valuable. In the coming weeks I’ll feature the high quality site you recommend.

Thank you to all the ladies who have already submitted their favorite transgender and crossdressing websites! Keep the recommendations coming!

Help For Transgendered Partners

This week’s website comes from a friend and fellow blogger, Lynn Jones, and is a wonderful find. Transpartners is a website by partners for partners of the transgendered. It’s based in the UK, but we won’t hold that against them :) It’s one of the few sites I’ve seen that provides good advice no matter where your partner is on the transgender spectrum. Some articles include ‘Relationship Options’ for partners of a transvestite’ and ‘Living With Her’ for partners of a transsexual.

Lynn has read through the advice they’ve provided, and gives it the thumbs up. I must concur. Their advice is thoughtful, caring and comprehensive. For anyone who lives with a crossdresser, transvestite or transsexual Transpartners is well worth a visit.


P.S. Before you read about Transpartners you were going to send me a link and brief description of your favorite transgender website. Please take a moment to email that to me at vanessalaw@crossdresserheaven.com – if you’re like me you’ll forget once you close your browser. Don’t let that deprive other’s from your fav sites, it just takes a moment to send.

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