Pink Or Blue
Why is it you
Who is supposed to be
My sister, my family
Feel the need
To define me
Make me fit into
One of your little
Gender boxes
Why can’t I just
Be who I am
Neither Pink or Blue
But maybe stripped
Or even polka-dotted
But either way
I am NOT an Illness
I am a person
Pink, Blue or
Somewhere in between
Ok so lately we have been rather silent over here for many reasons, but just lately some of my friends in Facebook land have been linking to blogs on gender and transitioning. I have read a bit of these links and have also checked out some of the others other posts to see if the the post was a one time thought or if it was a set in stone belief.
One of these writers is very anti trans and quite verbal in her intolerance. This writer scared me very much. She is self identifying ad butch but it seems to me that she takes mo time to even start. To educate herself on the different options for trans or e Ben the reason a person would identify as trans or queer. While I was browsing her blog I felt like there was a lot of hate speech on it. It also seemed that she was unwilling to even listen to people who’s thoughts differed from her beliefs. This also scares me as she is posting these thought in a very public forum and could be scaring young trans people out of decisions they have made for themselves. Now I know she has a right to her thoughts as I do to my own but I think if you are going to be so public with you thoughts and comments you should be willing to listen to other people as well ad educating yourself on more then one side of the topic.
The other blog that got me to thinking was one untitled trans 101 it’s not your mothers trans anymore. This post to me seemed to be on the opposite side of the argument from the last blog I mentioned. Heck it even made me feel like I had no right to declare myself gender queer. Now I am obviously very supportive of the trans community. Thad and I have a very loving and supportive relationship. We don’t draw the normal gender lines and heck knows we don’t really stick to any given roll at anytime. And that flexability works very well for us.
I have been much happier with out having to constantly define my gender due to the preferences of my partner. If I feel femme on day we go with that or however the mood strikes either one of us. I am not wanting to transition, I am quote happy existing in the in-between right now.
But these other blogs that are surfacing make it seem like it’s not ok. And while I am strong enough to stand under the pressure I am not real sure about the youth of today.
We have a hard enough time as a community getting the respect and rights that we deserve, we don’t need the added pressure from inside the community.
On a slightly different note…. I am looking to get involved with youth pride here. I would like to do something like big brothers big sisters if they have a program like it. If not maybe look into working with them to get something like it started.
This is where I will stop for now. I am sure I will have more thoughts to add later.
So I drive to work with another woman. She likes me knows that I am gay and that 2 others in our training group are gay. She has met Thad and likes him, but yesterday when we were talking about her daughter getting bullied at school and she was talking about how important it was for kids to have mentors she said something I never expected to hear from her. Seems like a former Co-Worker of hers was a bit flamboyant and also a mentor. She took offense to this saying his “kind” shouldn’t be mentoring kids. After all they don’t need to be “taught” how to be “swishey”. I just kind of went into shock and didn’t say anything. I was thinking for the rest of the day as my brain was running over this at about 1000 miles a minuet, that one of the BIG lessons that these young men that were being mentored were learning is ACCEPTANCE. They were overlooking the fact that their mentor was a little different from them and learning life lessons.
Looking back at this I think of all the things I would like to say to her, but I know I won’t because I want peace on my morning ride. My ride mate is tolerant to a point but so much more still needs to be done.
When will people understand that life is more then just Black & White?
~Rhylee
I am jumping back into this with our with out Thad at this point.
We have been busy and stressed out for the past few months till I landed a new job. Can’t say it’s the job of my dreams (totally the wrong field for that) but it’s not half bad as far as jobs go. I am in a *gasp* call center again. Ah but this time I am in bound! That means these people want to talk to me… well maybe not me but someone who knows what I know lol. The company is great, we got benefits first day in the door, a great discount on our phone plan 
, 2 weeks of vacation and 180 days of training! Whee fun!! lol 7 weeks in a training class and then 90 days on the transition floor. It’s really not all that bad, I like most of the people in my training class. There are 2 other queer women and on boy that I swear is gay but even if you are family you still don’t just come out and ask someone. There are also many other queers floating (and yes some of them do) around the call center. The best thing about this job right now is the weekends off!!! I have worked in retail in some form or another since I graduated from high school and we all know that means working weekends. It’s really great knowing that come Friday I have 2 days to do nothing if that’s what I feel like. Usually we end up babysitting possibly the cutest almost 2 year old around, and then sunday we take the pups to the dog park and then just chill.
Oh yeah we got a new pup. He’s a lab pitt mix and into everything. Since I am gone 10 hours of the day (traffic is hell down here and I have about a half hour drive one way w/out the traffic) the pup, who we named Zephyr is living with Thad’s mom till we get moved out of this apartment into a house. We are looking to rent or buy something in a nice area, out of the ghetto. Thad has been getting quite a few design jobs lately. It’s been good watching him draw again. He gets this spark that lights him up till he is done with what ever job he is working on. It’s pretty amazing to watch. I love to watch him work.
And now I have totally run out of steam and am heading to bed with hopefully more of an update later.
Rhylee
to keep the blog going. I have been major stressed out and Thad says he’s not enjoying writing right now. So we are taking a bit of a break. Feel free how ever to check out our must read blogs at the side of the page.
Hope to see you all again soon.
Rhylee
have been slacking lately. But November is a little more then the half over so Thad is almost done with NaNo. And I need to catch up on his writing. I tried to do NaNo again this year but failed out at like 5300 words. Oh well we aren’t all brilliant writers.
At work we are gearing up for Black Friday. UGH how I hate that day. If all the people who were out at 6am would just wait till a decent hour I wouldn’t have to be at work at the buttcrack of dawn 
or work for 16 hours (well that’s more my stupid mgrs fault.)
Anyhow we should be resuming our normal writing sometime before the new year.
Hugs
Rhy
with the name change thing. found out a friend of mine might be prego and wants to name her baby Rhylee (but spelled different) if its a girl. So now I am rethinking that one. I need some other ideas. What’s your favorite genderless name if you have one?
I also like Regan and Jade tho that is feminine. hmmm i just dont know.
for a while now about changing my name. I think hanging out all last weekend at pride made me think about it more. Not that there is anything wrong with my “real” name but I feel that it’s too feminine for me. Oh and Rhylee is my pen name not my “real” name. But it is one of the names I am thinking about taking.
I am looking for a name that is more gender neutral. Something that has a better Fit for the way I see myself. I have also recently begun to debate with myself over getting a binder. So many thoughts running freely in my head and they are having a hard time making it from my brain to my fingers.
There was so much more I thought I was gonna say about this but its all gone “Poof”!
T.J. Flynt
gndr rebel