If I told you you wouldn’t believe me.

My boyfriend is a pretty simple kinda guy. That’s not to say simple as in “dumb” but more simple as in…..

Uncomplicated.

To him the world is a simple place, people are people.

Men are men and Women are a mystery (but he knows he loves a certain one, and needs her around).

That’s the world he lives in.

He owns his house, he has his trucks, his brothers, his nieces and nephews, he likes a beer with his buddies, and that’s life,

Simple.

Pretty much anyway.

If you were to try and talk with him on an in depth level about transgender(ism), about transsexualism, about homosexuality or any of the other phenomena that make the human race as broad and diverse as people are coming to understand it as being, one of two things would happen.

1.       You’d probably lose him completely.

2.       You’d probably aggravate him if you kept going, and you may end up in a physical fight with him.

 He’s not homophobic, He’s an amazingly kind and gentle man (considering his size and strength and how masculine he is) and wishes no-one Ill or harm, he simply doesn’t understand those things any further than to know they aren’t him and the thought of them is quite a turn off for him personally. that’s enough for him, he doesn’t need to know any more as far as he’s concerned.

He respects others as best he can and only asks that they respect him enough not to force things on him that he doesn’t want.

In a nutshell, he’s old school.

Where does that leave me?

I was born transsexual.

I mentioned before, I’ve told him that I had a sex change.

This man presents me to his friends and family as the woman he loves (the woman, not the "transsexual” or the ‘transsexual woman” or the “trans-woman”, just the woman, nothing else).

Does that shock or surprise me?

No, not really.

What am I like as a person? as a woman?....

Mostly pretty unremarkable.

I’m not the prettiest most delicate, feminine, beautiful specimen you’d ever see. Hardly! Although experience has shown me I’m not terribly un-attractive either.

Where I stand out from most (not all) women is my intelligence and how I display it, my confidence, how hard I work, and that I’m not afraid to work hard nor do dirty or physical work.

Is that intended to be insulting or degrading to other women? No.

In truth I wish I was exactly like them, however I’m not, I’m not able to have babies, and I wasn’t raised to believe I was “special” because I could. I wasn’t raised to believe I was special because I was or am beautiful, nor given an upbringing or a life in which I was expected to be “dumb” or incapable and lead to believe I should be taken care of, (and YES! I know that isn’t life for all girls and women, IE ME included).

The simplest way I can put it, and no matter what I write here, I’m likely to piss someone off and be told I obviously have “no idea” or that I’m “privileged” a “man” or whatever (I don’t care, honestly! Go nuts! Have fun!) Is quite simply, I never learned to take myself, my body and my pussy for granted, I wasn’t given them at birth, I had to work for them.

That’s pretty much me, humble.(whether you believe it or not).

I just am and I just DO.

And I just BE.

Myself, a woman.

And that is hard for people to argue with it seems.

So yes, I’ve told him I had a sex change.

He struggled with that for about a day and then he seemed to change.

Almost like yes he knew, and he knew I wasn’t lying, but he didn’t really believe.

Perhaps you think that’s wishful thinking.

Maybe you’re right, I don’t know.

All that I know is what I live every day.

The reaction I see from him, his family and all of the people around us when it comes to phenomena like those mentioned above, and how oblivious they all are to me and my history when they are having those reactions.