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As I wrote in the Forums, I am now fully out to my family. I had a few drinks yesterday to help myself feel better. Stupid reason. My folks were not happy. I wasn't stewed, but it was obvious.
Then, at dinner, through a torrent of tears, I told my dad that I am transsexual, my name is Meredith, and that I plan on transitioning. He was a little upset that I didn't come to him sooner with this. Afterwards he was in a great mood, as if he suddenly understood so much. He accepted me. He won't throw me out.
I had another great time with my daughter. I picked her up Friday afternoon and we had fun. I watched High School Musical for the fourth time. It was a special airing as the cast showed how to do the dances. Being a Psycho Ninja I didn't think it was wise to try. My kid did a great job.
My wife was away on a business trip this week. If there was any time for me to worry if she was seeing anyone was this week. She didn't, of course, nor did I care. I did pick her up from the airport. It made sense to bring her and my kid home at the same time, rather than have her take a cab. For a moment there it felt like old times. But, yet, she was quite distant. In all fairness, she had had a very long and difficult time getting back, so she was tired. I did it because I wanted to. Not because I was thinking it would get me anywhere, but to show her I could still be relied upon.
Today I woke up feeling lousy. Then, the unthinkable happened. While the train was pulling in to the station I blacked out. The only thing I knew was I was lying on the ground and all these people were trying to help me up. I got on the train, only to go into the city and turn right around and come back. I think I not only got my nephew's bug, but this stress took its toll on me.
So, here I go again..............
