Category: My So Called Life

Scrappy Doo, Where Are You?

Speaking of Daphne, I talked to her on Friday. Daphne as been around my LJ for a pretty long time. She’s just as I thought she’d be, funny, witty, and full of passion (and other expandables). What I realized is that she shares something with my Second Life love, R. R and J (R’s husband) probably wouldn’t find much in common with Daphne and her husband. What similarity do I see in both couples?

In every picture, story, or mention, you can see the love, the companionship, and friendship just pouring out. I don’t know her husband well, but anyone that dresses up like one of Mario Brothers for the fun of it, I have an automatic affinity for. The commonality I felt with both couples are:

Contentment. Laughter. Playfulness. Smiles. Joy. Gratefulness. Depth. A genuine sweetness. Most of all, I felt a very giving, trusting, and open love.

I never really put this together until last night, while hanging out with R&J. I realized that this kind of love of life and person, I’ve not felt those feelings since I was a kid. The family alcoholism, the drama marriages, and many other painful traumas have caused me to stop believing in that such relationships exist. I’ve hardened my heart to the possibility, frankly. I’m thankful that both R and Daphne are in my consciousness right now, to shine as examples of this kind of love.

R, is really the genesis of this introspective moment. I won’t really discuss the event that made this come to light, because it’s highly personal and frankly too intimate for me to feel comfortable sharing here. I can say that she peered into my soul and poured her heart out to me in such a beautiful gift. I will treasure that gift for the rest of my life.

I have to wonder if the lack of belief has caused me to seek out love that was negative and co-dependent instead of their kind of love? I’m not really sure, but it’s something I keep rolling over in my head. I get the feeling that my movement toward a life of positive growth has allowed me see their examples.

Regardless, I’m grateful for you both. You bring me hope.

North Dakota Is For Heterosexual Lovers

I recently talked to an internets friend on the phone. She lives in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. She made mention of us hanging out if I ever got up to her neck of the woods. So I go over to google maps… and this comes up:
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First of all, what’s up with North Dakota? I think google maps is trying to tell me something ;)

I get frustrated because I don’t take any road trips anymore. Even though I owned a motorcycle in my youth, I’m not a big fan of them. But I’m seriously thinking of buying one so I can make road trips without a huge cost of gas and mileage on a car (you can pick up a smaller cc bike for under $2000 usd that gets 60 -70 mpg).

Like So Much Of My Life…

I keep looking back and reexamining different aspects of my life. Recently, that introspection has been on my choice of music. I’ve noticed lately that either I’m growing senile, or my music snobishness has subsided a bit with age. Bands that I passed over, for one reason or another, I’m discovering that I LOVE. They include:

Ian Anderson - Jethro Tull

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Easy Like Sunday Morning… or Afternoon

Nik and I got up late in the afternoon and decided to go to the Canal. We decided to take Chaz (or “JackAss Billy Goat” as I like to call him) with us on our little escapade. It was pretty hot out, so we took Chaz (JABG) his own water supply.

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I’ve never seen this dog get tired…he’s usually a bundle of energy. But after about a mile, he sat in the shade and wouldn’t walk anymore. So we carried him, then sat down and took some pics.

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Then it was off to do what Chaz is good at… namely peeing on things.

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Now, Nik and I just acted inconspicious. We’re so vanilla.

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Nik, just kills me how closeted he is… .

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Then of course we took more pics… you can see all of them here.
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All in all… a very beautiful day.

I Feel Shame… Yes I had A Mullet!

Me circa 1990

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more under the cut….

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The Rumors Are Not True… Elvis and I LIVE!

Hey there! Long time no see! :) You may have wondered why I’ve become silent for so long… or maybe you don’t give a shit ;) … but you’re gonna hear about my life anyways!

First of all, there’s Nik. Nik moving in with me (he’s lived with me since August) has drastically changed my amount of free time to blog. Not that I’m complaining, as I’m very proud of him. He turns 16 on June 10th. Wait, that can’t be…29 - 16=….NEVERMIND.

 *ahem*

He’s adjusted pretty well, all things considered. We’ve got one year of school down, three to go!!! He’s about the most out teenager I’ve ever known, and he does it with (seemingly) little shame or guilt. He and his boyfriend went to the Homecoming dance,  he’s fairly popular in school, and he’s not had any issues with being intimidated at school (that I’m aware of). He’s talking about going to school to become a Radiologic Technologist, like I am (and my mom before me). It pleases me to see this. He’s very aware of the level of security that his grandma and I have had because of our career choice and I think that has influenced his decision. So ya, he seems to be happy and heading in the right direction.

The second reason is that I’m developing my podcast, “The Fat Tranny Circus.” Ya, ya, I know that you guys voted overwhelming for “Every Nook and Tranny,” (I’ve decided to use that as the title of my autobiography) but after some consulting with fellow podcasters/broadcasters, I settled on the FTC. It encapsulates everything I want in a name. It’s funny, it’s catchy, and It’ll stop people in their tracks and say “what the hell is that?”

 I’m going to start the FTC design this weekend. The awesomeness that is Shae, has already designed my logo. She did an AWESOME job!

Doncha think?

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Now I just need to build a template to use in wordpress using this great logo. I’ve already recruited two news correspondents for the show, Jerri Stance and Roadkill Rhonda. Their contributions to the show will surely make for some interesting segments. I have a vague concept for the show, which I’m going to work on more this weekend. In conjunction with The FTC, I’ve decided to rebuild TransSister Radio. I’m not at liberty to discuss the particulars, but I’m working on the site now. I’m going to try and finish the structure of the site this weekend. I’m setting a goal for July 1st as a launch date for The FTC and August 1st for TransSister Radio.

Another cause of bloglessness is my health. In August I had a sleep study that confirmed I have sleep apnea. My doctor switched my narcolepsy medicine so that my sleep patterns would even out and that has helped regulate my sleep. I’m being fitted for CPAP as we speak and I’m due for another sleep study soon.

Between last August and now, I’ve gained close to 60 pounds. Last May I stopped doing Atkins and my weight slowly crept up until August. After Nik and I moved in October my eating and exercise habits changed drastically. I eat out more often, I walk less, and I ride my bike less. This weight gain and lack of physical activity has taken its toll on my health. My cholesterol is sky high and I get short of breath easily. The only bright side is that my breasts are bigger ;). I also found out I’m anemic, and I have a heart condition. Yes, a heart condition. According to my echocardiagram I have an enlarged left atrium (the left upper chamber of the heart) and the cardiologist suggested I be tested next year for any change in size. I’m not sure how this will effect my life, or the seriousness of it. I plan on talking with my primary care physician more about it next week. As far as my weight goes, I’ve been put on a year long medically supervised weight loss program.

The doctor that is overseeing my plan is Dr. Eve Olson of the St Francis Medical and Surgical Weight Loss Center. I’ve worked with Dr. Olson in the past (as a male) but she hadn’t seen me since my transition. On my first visit she said, “I know you but I’m not sure from where.” I said, “well, I used to be thinner and I used to live as a man.” I know she was a bit stunned, but she took it all in stride. She even joked with me about my job covering my SRS surgery. She set me set up with weekly visits with a dietitian and an exercise planner. For the first time in my life I feel like I’m not dieting. I feel like I’m eating healthy, nutritious meals that will help me lessen my health problems.

Another side effect of the weight gain has been that I’ve become somewhat of a hermit. I put off going out with friends and dread public outings. I am embarrassed at how much weight I’ve gained. Oddly enough, it hasn’t really affected my passing ability. I very rarely have anyone referring to me with male pronouns. Most of the people that do use male pronouns are people that knew me before transition. I would say at least 98 percent of those that don’t know my history, use female gender pronouns. Most of my feelings have to do with the shame of being this fat, not gender issues or fears.

Lastly, I’ve been sucked into the world of Second Life. If you want to see me in SL, email me and I’ll send you SL name. Second Life is a way for me to explore aspects of my personality that I couldn’t explore “in real life” (IRL). I’ve met many new people from around the world and friended a few more. It’s a little bit chat room, a bit theatre, and a bit video game. I’m definitely hooked.

All in all, there have been many changes in my life that have caused me to not be able to blog. Once I have my diet and exercise regimen settled, I am going to sit down and figure out how I can post regularly to all three of my blogs. I miss writing so much. I hope that you see many more thoughts, opinions, and ideas from me for a long time to come…

at least that’s the plan.

I love ya,
Marti Abernathey

 

Misc Picture post…

:) Going through my pics on both the old desktop and the laptop I found some silly pics…

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Life is Grand

I wrote this to a person that I’d known vaguely in high school. She was on a list of alumni for our class… I contacted her through the SHS website. :) She gave me a brief rundown of her life, so I decided to give hear a brief rundown…

LOL… I doubt you’d believe me if I told ya, but I’m going to anyway ;)
Let’s see….

I have two kids by blood, one step-son. Nik is 15, Danielle is 9, and my stepson Tyler, is 16. I’m a cat scan technologist at St. Francis Hospital in Beech Grove. I live downtown currently (Mass Ave and Alabama St) but I’m moving south because I want my son (who’s moving in with me) to go to SHS. Pretty normal stuff aye?…. well now for the freaky stuff….

I’m a blogger
http://www.transadvocate.com
http://www.digitaldogmeat.com
and my personal blog
http://www.martiabernathey.com

I’m a pre-operative transsexual. God, if my ex-girlfriends could see me now. ;) I’ve been on hormones for 3 years (it will be 4 in September) and am looking at going to Thailand in the Summer of 2006 for the first part of my surgery.

I’m a writer. I’m currently writing a book about my life. I’ve had my work published in various GLBT websites and newspapers.

I’m a GLBT rights activist. I helped organize the largest GLBT protest in the state’s history (over 1000 people participated. The event was held on the east steps of the statehouse). I am the past president of “Rock Indiana Campaign for Equality.” I was part of the gathering of community leaders that met with Mitch Daniels (at the time he was the Republican candidate for governor. He won… btw). Currently we are working on getting Prop 68 passed in the Indianapolis City-County Council.This proposal would add sexual orientation and gender identity to Indianapolis’ Human Rights Ordinance. It is an ordinance that prohibits discrimination in housing or employment.

A few days ago I was looking at classmates.com, envious of the “perfect lives” many of the posters seem to have, while mine is very unconventional. But as I look back tonight, this review of my life has given me fresh perspective. I’m doing good things (in my job I am providing compassionate care. In my activism I’m working towards equal civil rights for all), I make decent money, and I’ve got 3 wonderful children. As I get older things just seem to get better and better. So, I’m not normal… I’m pretty happy.

Not bad for someone that was 4 year stoner (in high school) and had no ambition and a shitty family life. ;) Not too bad at all….

Damn, I’m pretty nifty! :)

Robin Hood

As I was getting ready for work, I sat at my PC and talked with on of my favorite LJ’ers, angiewarhol, about “The Justice League” and it somehow fired of a synapse that triggered a memory about my childhood.

I get very few crystal clear glimpses of my past and my transsexuality. Usually, it is just a warm memory that is fuzzy at best. For some reason, tonight I remembered a theatrical presentation of Robin Hood  that my 3rd grade class (not sure exactly sure of the grade)  was presenting. As one of the merry men of Robin’s troup, I had to wear tights. This made me extremely uncomfortable! How wierd, to feel that same uncomfortableness, all these years later!  I can still taste the anxiety and dread….. I was worried that someone might figure out my hidden desire. How wearing those tights made me feel things that I would rather not feel. Looking back, when I wore the tights I felt pretty, feminine, and soft. Those were feelings a young boy in a family of homophobes and bigots shouldnt feel. To bad that little boy/girl wasnt allowed to express who she was….

Its taken her 35 years, and shes is still trying to crawl out from under than shame. The difference is, she has loving, supportive people around her now. :)

The Loss of Innocence

Coming back from Kentucky, Lisa gave me a GLSO Newspaper to read on the way back. Its a queer organization in Kentucky. Anywho, an article in it hit me like a ton of bricks, and I wanted to share it….

The Loss of Innocence
aftermath of the affair
by Kelly O’ferrell   

“This is not the face of an ingenue; this is an old soul in a new body- wary, wise to her own long past, on to the wiles of the world, and having miles to go before she sleeps.”-Sarah Ban Breathnach

I stood one day and listened as a co-worker told me about her new girlfriend. They’ve been friends for three years, were mutually attracted to one another, but never single at the same time. Now, finally, they are both single and have started dating-and everything that comes along with dating!!

“I think I’ve finally found the one I’m going to spend the rest of my life with.” she said. Suddenly, I felt my body rip down the middle. “The one forever,” is what I heard her say. Those words were vibrating in the room.

I wanted to run from the room. But first, I wanted to grab her and scream “THERE IS NO FOREVER!!” Stop looking forward to forever with this woman. Wake up now before you get hurt.!” She was pouring salt in a wound that had almost healed up. I had almost forgotten that forever isnt real. About two years ago I heard the words, “I’ve had an affair.” I wasnt expecting to hear those words - not from her. I had always heard, “You couldnt sandblast me out of this relationship and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” I didnt live my life wondering if, when, who, where.

All my co-worker heard from me was, “That’s really nice.” All she saw was me smiling as she continued telling me about her new love. I had to ask her: “Have you ever been in a relationship where someone had an affair?” I wanted to know to what extent her history has shaped her belief in forever. I just wanted to know that if the answer was yes AND she still believed in forever, then maybe she could tell me how I could believe in forever again too. “No,” she said, “but there was one girlfriend who I still believe had an affair but she denies it to this day.”

“Just for today, Kelly” someone `reminded me. “Just for today you can believe her.” She was telling me that I could believe in my new girlfriend. “There was no guarantee of forever in your last relationship even when you believed there was.” Even in my innocence, the truth was there. I asked my friend Betsy, if she believes she’s with Anna “forever”. I know she loves Anna very much. And she knows the truth too. “The possibilities are endless,” she said. “And I know that I want to do whatever I have to do to stay with Anna.” Anna just looked at me, laughed and said, “You’re making my stomach hurt!” I wonder if I will ever feel - what? Like I did before? No, I will not feel like that again. There’s something about ‘going back’ thats unsettling. So I guess I will feel something new. But why does that thought leave me feeling a little sad?

I talked to my friend, Jaime, about this concept of going back. “Back to what,” I asked him. “Back to innocence?” No. We couldnt find the word. “Here’s another word for innocence,” he said, “unconscious. And here’s another one - ingenue. It means a naive girl or young woman.”

Interesting. As a child, an ingenue, I was unconscious because of my limited experiences. I thought that my pets would live forever, that my family and friends would always be there. I had no experience of death and in my case, no family members divorcing.

And then, as I grew older, I began to have experiences - my pets died, my grandparents died. When I was in college, a friend who was 18 years old was killed going home from work when he fell asleep at the wheel. When I was 24, I went through a divorce with a man I didnt really plan on spending my life with. Someone I did plan on spending the rest of my life with left and I didnt see it coming. And then there was the sickening feeling of hearing, “and I’ve had an affair.” I’ve since watched friends and family battle cancer and heart attacks and survive. And, as I continued to grow older, I watched my friends parents die. And as sad and scary as all of that is, it increases my consciousness to be mindful that the people, pets, and things in my life are as temporary as my last breath.

No. Im not interested in going back - back to being unconscious. I know that pain and joy are equal ingredients that have made my life , the paths I have taken, a more conscious, wonderful journey. If the chances of a relationship staying are there too. the possibilities really are endless.

Just for today I am dating a woman that I like very much. Just for today, I love my life with my friends and my dog Lucy. I do not know what my life will be like tomorrow. The loss of innocence is a process of growing older, an increase in awareness comes whether I’m ready or not.

Two years ago, I did not know when I woke up that morning, that my life would be so painfully, radically different before I went to sleep that night. I did not know that what happened in that one day - when I was told about what had happened- would change how I felt forever.

Ah, there it is again - forever. Apparently, sometimes, in my innocence I still believe in forever. But, not this time. No. I will not give her affair that much power. Thats my part - how how I choose to let it shape my future relationships. So, just for today, especially with my girlfriend Holly, I will believe….