Pissed Off TransPeople With A Blog

My father, the most offensive piece of shit.

So I tell my mother I’m going to my friend’s house at some point tonight. Let’s call him Caleb for the sake of the story. So “Well I want to see Caleb at some point today” and Dad says “So is Caleb a boy or a girl?” I said “Caleb is a boy”. My Dad responds with “A real boy?” and I just gave him a blank stare and said “Yes, Caleb is trans*”. My dad then asks “So…he’s not a boy?” My mom steps in with “He was born a girl, but yes, he’s a boy” Again, dad says “A real boy?” again, I stare, confused this time. Then my dad blurts out “Does he have a cock or a pussy?”

Then I just walked away.

My Mom even had to come up and apologize to me for him saying that.

So something really amazing happened today.

Mid-DnD I went out for a smoke break. My character was meditating and I really didn’t need to be there for a few minutes. As I lit up, 2 people left. One of them I knew through a person in our campaign, the other was a boy that was with her. She walked passed like nothing is different, but he muttered “faggot” as he looked at me. Whatever, I’m used to it. She heard him and kept asking him what he said, and he kept saying “nothing”. I didn’t want to start anything, so I just took a drag and kept my mouth shut.

After going back inside, I was told by the boy who knew her that they got in a huge fight in the car over his ignorance. She asked him “What if she went home and killed herself because of you?” He responded “Then the world would be a better place.”

At that moment she pulled her truck over and kicked him out. To walk to Rochester (a few miles) in the snow.

James texted her to say “Beth said thank you” to which she replied “Tell her SHE’S very welcome.”

My faith in humanity has been altered.

Dear Friends,

It’s funny how, when I get called a boy (as an insult) I smile and reply ‘So what?’, you try to comfort me by insuring me that I look nothing like a boy and they must be blind. Please stop. Have you not noticed my smile turn to a frown as you say those words? 

A Really Quick Rant…

Periods suck.

Today is my 20th birthday, and I got a card from my grandparents (Who I’m not out to yet)

“To a Speciail Grandson With Love”

“A grandson is someone who brings you great joy, he’s the light of your life, from the time he’s a boy.

A grandson is someone who fills you with pride, puts a smile on your face when he walks by your side.

A grandson is someone who captures your heart, who’s always inspired great love from the start.

Grandson, hope your birthday leaves you feeling as special and as loved as you are”

But what got me was what she wrote at the bottom:

“I can’t believe your 20 yrs old. I want my little boy back…”

I’m sorry…

He’s not coming back.

He was never there in the first place.