My Confession

Finding your truth can help cleanse your heart.

Today is Transgender Visibility Day. I wasn’t sure how to celebrate it but I thought that this is something I needed to do for me and I need to do it publicly.

So here is my confession.

I am transphobic.

If you accept the definition of transphobic as having or showing a dislike of or prejudice against transsexual or transgender people, then I am absolutely transphobic.

And I am not proud of that.

Now what makes this so humorous is that I am transgender.

Pretty funny huh?

So how do I put this all together to make this confession make any sense to you? Well, I am going to try. You can always comment below and tell me whether I failed or not.

I am a baby boomer born with male genitalia and declared to all the world at my birth that I was a male. They even gave me a certificate to prove it to everyone. My parents kept in a safe place in case they needed to prove it to anyone.

I still have it…but the certificate is wrong.

After 60 years of denial, I discovered that I am wired female in a male body. For the purpose of this writing, I am not debating this with you or anyone else. I have more than enough medical and scientific facts and opinions to back me up.