Last weekend I hit a good milestone in my journey. I was referred to in the feminine pronoun by strangers twice on Saturday. Once at a small restaurant – they didn’t have coffee! Talk about blasphemy! The second at Walmart when a staff person addressed myself and a friend as ladies at the checkout. This was a very positive experience and a reassurance that my appearance is coming along nicely.
Given all the ‘fun’ with my friend’s ex being an abusive turd toward her it was good for us to have a relaxing day out and about. It will be interesting to see what happens this weekend when we go to pick up the stuff that’s still in the house. Stuff he’d promised to arrange to have moved from Montreal to the Ottawa area. He’s changed his availability for her to pick it up once he found out that her help wouldn’t be available after a certain date. We’ll get her stuff, if he decides to be difficult that’s his issue – we won’t put up with it.
It has been an interesting five weeks.
My marriage is pretty much over, it was probably coming for some time. We’re still friends and get together every so often. Especially if she has computer problems at home
My new accommodations are working out well and are comfortable. I’m still organizing things and getting used to being in a different part of Ottawa. It’s still not all that far from things and other than at rush hour getting downtown isn’t a problem.
I’ve also been helping a friend deal with an ex who is using her daughter to punish her. Can’t really go into much detail. He is an emotional vampire and abusive.
My counselling is going well and transition is moving forward at a slow but steady pace. Part of me wants it to be faster, but most of me knows it is much better to take my time. I’m living more as Talia when not working and find myself thinking as Talia more and more. Much more natural to me.
One of the toughest parts of transitioning is coming out to people you know. Last night I came out to my mum over dinner. Given that she had come up from Toronto meant that she wasn’t going to let me get away with NOT telling her.
I wasn’t surprised by her reaction, which was very positive, but it was still a big step forward. She also expects me to give her regular updates on how I’m doing. Mothers do worry.
I’ve also moved into a shared accommodation situation that has a good feel to it. Not sure just where my relationship with my wife will end up, only time will tell that.
Now to focus on work and paying the bills. Hell Mobility needs their pound or ten of flesh. Although, if they took it by liposuction it would certainly help me lose weight…
Today we got together and met with our parish priest. She was a great help and helped us get started on the transition of our marriage and relationship.
At this point we’re focusing on our friendship and why we’re friends.
I was nervous about the meeting before we went, but it was the right decision for both of us to be there. We’re going to be meeting again next week and on an ongoing basis.
Afterwards we went out for dinner and had a great conversation. I think the shock for both of us is wearing off so we can move forward. I told her the name I have chosen and she liked it