It's been a little while since I've posted so I wanted to give you a Trish update. As those who follow know the past couple weeks have been filled with significant events. I came out at work, I started hormones, I learned to use make up. So what happens when there are no significant events? What's a normal day like in the life of a trans woman?
I'm glad you asked. The answer is that a normal day is, well, normal. I go places, I see people, I do stuff, I eat. That all seems pretty routine right. That's the point dear friends. Transitioning is about becoming who you were meant to be, but being a trans woman is just about being a woman. Transgender women do little differently in our morning routine than a cisgender woman. For now I have to shave my face, that's it. I don't drive my car differently now, or drink my coffee differently. I dress differently than I used too but I don't dress differently than any other woman with the same style as me.
I realized the significance of the insignificance of my day to day today at church. My favorite part of church is not the service (I hope my pastor isn't reading this). I love the service but my favorite part is the fellowship after. I love spending time with people at church. I have said before that my church is wonderful because of their acceptance. They don't treat me like I'm special because I'm trans. They don't see trans. They see a woman named Patricia. I have been invited to women's events and there is no question which restroom I can use. I sit and drink coffee and chat. We chat about the weather, about the sermon, about our kids. There is something novel about the normalcy of it all.
The truth is that for the most part the rest of the world keeps spinning too. I have been to many stores where they accept me as I am. Some don't quite get it and use the wrong pronouns, but I'm not offended. There's a difference between ignorance and insult. I don't really get odd looks. Most people are happy to live their lives and let me live mine. I have been happy not to face discrimination.
Living genuinely all the time has been a wonderful experience and one that I would not give up for anything. I can't imagine going back and am happy that the one thing nobody can take from me is my identity. There are things I still don't have. I'm not ready for swimming yet. I don't love my body or the idea of either locker room enough to brave that, but soon I will. I'm still not a huge selfie fan. I look forward to legal transition. These things will come in time.
So that's it. That's a day in the life of a trans woman. I know you thought it might be more exciting, more exotic or different in some way. My life is normal, but for me normal finally feels right.
"Nothing is too girly and nothing is too masculine. But I do love color, and maybe that's a little girly - especially pink." Stacy London