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I can't believe I forgot to post this until now. A couple of months ago, the COO of StartupCo approached me and asked if I'd give a "lunch and learn" talk about about my transition. You know what my answer was: hell yes. I got the slide deck with bullet points ready right away, and on Thursday I finally delivered it.
I don't need to tell you what was in it. If you're reading this, you've probably read the content of that talk already. As you know, changing sex is comedy gold. Our CEO said my talk was better than some of the ones at our annual conference. In other words, I rocked it, and I enjoyed myself hugely in the process. Best laugh: when I told everyone that my mother had to toilet train me a second time.
And I learn quite a bit from the questions people ask afterwards. One fellow asked if I could have periods. I forgot to point out that there are no organ transplants involved in SRS, so no ovaries, no womb, no periods, no pregnancies. When you've been familiar with the mechanics of transition since your teens, you tend to forget that not everyone is.
Another guy asked if I thought that Evil Sister would ever stop being evil. That's a reasonable question unless you know her as well as I do. The answer is no. As I said at the time, Mom's been trying to tell me something wasn't right about her since we were kids.
A second question from the same person was how transition has changed me, apart from anything induced physiologically. It's a huge self-confidence boost, and I find myself less tolerant of queers - trans and otherwise - who aren't out when they can afford to be. Collectively, the only way to stop needing to live in fear is to stop living in fear. That applies to every sexual or gender minority.
I hope I managed to convey that my transition really was the Hollywood version in many respects. I had a (largely) understanding family, an employer that was actively helpful to say the least, and a Small Army of Girlfriends who had my back.
It's a pity no one shot video. I'd happily give that talk again, though, if I could find an audience.
I don't need to tell you what was in it. If you're reading this, you've probably read the content of that talk already. As you know, changing sex is comedy gold. Our CEO said my talk was better than some of the ones at our annual conference. In other words, I rocked it, and I enjoyed myself hugely in the process. Best laugh: when I told everyone that my mother had to toilet train me a second time.
And I learn quite a bit from the questions people ask afterwards. One fellow asked if I could have periods. I forgot to point out that there are no organ transplants involved in SRS, so no ovaries, no womb, no periods, no pregnancies. When you've been familiar with the mechanics of transition since your teens, you tend to forget that not everyone is.
Another guy asked if I thought that Evil Sister would ever stop being evil. That's a reasonable question unless you know her as well as I do. The answer is no. As I said at the time, Mom's been trying to tell me something wasn't right about her since we were kids.
A second question from the same person was how transition has changed me, apart from anything induced physiologically. It's a huge self-confidence boost, and I find myself less tolerant of queers - trans and otherwise - who aren't out when they can afford to be. Collectively, the only way to stop needing to live in fear is to stop living in fear. That applies to every sexual or gender minority.
I hope I managed to convey that my transition really was the Hollywood version in many respects. I had a (largely) understanding family, an employer that was actively helpful to say the least, and a Small Army of Girlfriends who had my back.
It's a pity no one shot video. I'd happily give that talk again, though, if I could find an audience.
