2 Week Notice!

Two weeks of absolutely 100% full time Zöe!  It’s the two week status report.

While I’ve been on this journey for years, and on the road for months, up until two weeks ago I was limited in what I could actually do by the necessity of keeping hold of “Guy Mode.”  For those people who knew me and knew my situation, I could relax, but some things like major haircutting and waxing could only be done after I went 100% full time.

With that in mind, I approached the HR department of my company to discuss my transitioning at work.  Maybe it’s because it’s Houston, or maybe because it’s 2012, or just maybe it’s because people are just getting used to the idea that people are people no matter how they present themselves; whatever the reason, the HR department was completely awesome and helped me get things in motion.

My supervisor also got on board, and between the two of them the two weeks of preparation before transition day went pretty easily.

For convenience of bookkeeping, I picked the day “Jan 1st” as the day I was going to officially, 100% present myself as female.  On that day, I went to the local Ulta and got a haircut, purchased some new makeup, and spend the weekend mentally preparing myself for my first day on the job.

IT turns out that my fellow employees are also incredibly awesome;  everyone’s been super cool about it and working hard to get the pronouns straight (much to everyone’s humor when it gets mixed up!).  I’ve gotten lots of words of encouragement from coworkers who wanted to let me know they thought my choice was interesting (and not at all for them) but commendable and “brave.”

And except for one case of mistaken identity (one coworker contacted me over IM to ask when I had a family member start working there, because there was a girl here who looked almost exactly like me!) it’s even been pretty smooth sailing.

So, again;  it is Houston and Houston is pretty well known for being an open kind of place.  And it’s also a technology job;  my theory is that most people in the Technology field (of my generation, anyway) got there through being weird themselves and finding solace in the stable and sane world of computers, so everyone is odd in their own way.  But it’s been a pretty awesome last two weeks, and I’m much happier and productive than I’ve been in a long while.

My only regret (as is anyone’s on anything, just about) is that I didn’t do this sooner.  I needed to be emotionally prepared and whatnot, so I realize that the timing is what it is for good reason.  But with that said, I spent a lot of time worried about not being accepted as myself, of being an outsider, being rejected, and used that as a crutch to keep me away.

Is our world getting less difficult to live in?  Or am I just incredibly lucky?  ONly time will tell.  But for now… well, it’s good to be me :D

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Hello, World!

One of the most interesting problems I’ve had in my transition was something which (in hindsight) should have been obvious, but which I completely blanked upon.  It’s not learning new habits or ways of speaking or how to dress or all the stuff I was concerned about… the most difficult problem has been trying to figure out how to let everyone know about my transition.

I joked about it being NP-Hard, but it actually is pretty hard.  I’d decided to start with personal introductions, letting people know about my decision and why it was important to me.  This took months, and after months of effort I was barely through the list.  Additionally, as members were removed from the list, each step ended up adding more people!  It was an exponential expansion!  I started authorizing people to tell others in an expanding social network, but even so the timeline for me completing the notification process was ever being pushed back… and while I didn’t want to ever surprise anyone with my decision, on the other hand it was looking like I’d never get to start living as myself (or, even worse, have ever expanding complex rules on where and when and whom I could be Zöe around!)

As such, I set a goal to announce my decision on New Years Day, and simply go forward.  As per that, I worked with HR at my job to prepare the way for me to come into work as myself.  This went swimmingly (to be detailed in a future post I’m sure) and has been all set up;  1/3 is my first day to work in the new year, and that’s the day I’ll be expressing myself at work.

Additionally, I’m now 100% full-time as of the first.  Except for very, very rare edge cases, I’m waking up as Zöe, doing everything through the day as Zöe, going to bed as Zöe, and dreaming as Zöe.  This is the kind of thing you just have to decide to do, and I’d been holding off, because there was always one more person to notify, or one more thing to do… but as long as I kept doing that, I was always keeping myself back, refusing to be myself.

No more!  Hello, World!  It’s an exciting day to be me.

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Sir, part two

I’ve mentioned earlier in two posts, Sir and Ma’am, my feelings upon having gender descriptors used at me.  Living in the South, the use of Sir and Ma’am are pretty much guaranteed.

As I’ve been living mostly-full-time the last couple of months, I’ve had many people either drop the gender descriptor, or use Ma’am and “Ladies” (when I’m with my sister).  This really makes me feel good;  I’m interacting with the world in the mode in which I’m more comfortable.  I’ve wondered, sometimes, if it’s just habit causing people to use the female gender terms (I.E. they say “Ma’am” then get a good look) or if they’re genuinely reacting to me as a female.

My friends tell me, at the end of the day, that it doesn’t really matter, as long as the outcome is the same.  At which I mostly agree  But an incident happened Christmas Eve which is not really going to be shocking to anyone, but which has left me kinda befuddled.

Now, I’ve been lucky.  So far my friends, family, HR department, and coworkers have all been pretty cool about my decision and the way I express myself.  It’s actually been really nice for me;  I haven’t been stressed out or anything being myself, which is kinda the point.  I’ve been in a few sticky situations with people who know me, but with whom I’ve not announced myself, who have also acted pretty cool.

Today at Wal-Mart we needed to buy a few items in preparation for Christmas, so my sister and I bundled up and went shopping.  We picked a cash register that appeared to be lightly queued and waited our turn.  Just as we got up in line, the shift rotated, and a new cashier came on.  I said “Hello” and things got really cold.  She refused to say anything and just scanned off all our items.  I shrugged it off;  if I was working Christmas Eve/Christmas Day I’d likely be grumpy as well.  We purchased our items, grabbed our bags, and I said “Thank you!”  To which I got back “Merry Christmas… Sir.”

Now, it didn’t hit me until I was already out of range and I’d really wished I could have seen her face/the faces of the other people in line, just to gauge reactions.  It was the first time somebody has publicly “outed” me (but not the first time I’ve had people stare at me or otherwise be very socially awkward).  Note that I was doing the whole shebang;  I had a cute blue babydoll T-shirt from Think Geek, a blue sweater, a nice pair of blue jeans (that actually fit) and my new canvas shoes.  I wear a bra like every other girl and am able to fill it.  I’m a bit tall and a little bit wider than I’d like to be, but I rather think that it’s pretty obvious how I am expressing myself (although I won’t go so far as to say I’m the perfect image of any other girl.  I recognize I have faults and weaknesses and lack of experience.).  And it’s left me with a few questions:

  1. What did I do wrong?  This is a self improvement question, but I was left wondering… was it my voice?  My clothes?  I mean, I’m not wearing a costume, I’m wearing what I want to wear and expressing myself properly for myself;  I’m not trying to trick people, but on the other hand I’d like to think I’m properly expressing myself in my proper gender.
  2. Was this necessary during a “Merry Christmas?”  I mean, seriously.  Suck all the good cheer out of that why don’t you?  The concept of telling somebody “Merry Christmas” is to wish somebody a good holiday, not to vocally lash out.  It just kinda caught me off guard that “Merry Christmas” would be the proper vehicle for a pointed “Sir” fired for impact.
  3. Why even say “Sir?”  It’s not like you get bonus points or an extra continue when you out somebody in public.  I can understand if you want to minimize social contact with me, that’s fine.  Unfortunately you work Customer Service, so you’re going to be interacting with people of which you disagree with.  Again, up to this point, stony silence was the order of the day, and it could have continued without further issue.  So why even attempt to out me?
So, I know there are people who dislike me for my life choices.  That’s pretty much a given… no matter what you do.  And I know that I’m not the perfect girl by any means.  It just really gets me that somebody would actually intentionally react in that way to somebody else.  Now, any transgendered person who has made it this far is rolling their eyes already;  this is frankly tame in the world of Anti-Transgendered-Reactions.  But my point is not to complain, but just to contemplate.  Why is it that this woman felt the need to react to me this way?

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Zöe Reviews: The Muppet Show

TL;DR: It’s worth a movie ticket price.

“It’s kinda like a torture, to have to watch this show.”

Growing up, The Muppet Show was one of those TV shows that everyone could agree in the house to watch.  We were all big fans of the variety skit/vaudeville style show, along the lines of the Carol Burnett Show.  I’ve always felt it kinda sad that the vaudeville show hasn’t seemed to come back in style (although YouTube would be an absolutely excellent platform for such a show…)

In either case, sister and I went to go see “The Muppet Show” and it’s absolutely awesome.  If you were ever a fan of “The Muppet Show” you have to see this movie.  It’s written in the exact same style as the original show, a series of skits tied together into one movie.  The introductory musical number is totally awesome, and the show winds down toward the end, containing an entire episode of the Muppet Show (with more backstage action, of course).

Perhaps the most fun, however, was sharing the audience with people who remember the 80s and early 90s (like myself).  The movie was fun enough for the kids who came in, but it was the adults who had the full experience;  references to Tab and New Coke got laughs, a scene where ’80s Robot (a new character who will remind you of ROB and Johnny 5) decides to “Use his modem to research their route” followed by the screaming, warbling handshake of a modem caused the kids to cringe and the parents to laugh like mad.

But the best was at the end credits, while the cast sings the “Manammana” song… as the various members of the audience left the theater, you could hear the parents singing along, shouting out the “Manammana”‘s on cue, much to the embarassment of their children.

If you enjoy the Muppets, or ever enjoyed the previous show, this movie is for you.  If you hate having fun and find humor to not be the third most important gift in the world, you may want to avoid it.

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Two stories from The Blaze…

“The Blaze” is Glenn Beck’s online newspaper, and he advertises it on his morning show.  If I don’t feel like listening to my MP3 player or diving in silence, option 3 is talk radio, which due to my schedule means that my choices are static, annoying local host, or Glenn Beck.

i'm not touching you! i'm not touching you! i'm not touching you! i'm not touching you! i'm not touching you! UMAD BRO?

Glenn Beck is at least humorous to me;  he’s entertaining, like an Internet troll picking on the newbs in a forum.  You may not agree with his platform, but when you imagine him as an Internet Troll he’s actually quite humorous.

In either case, at the end of the show (at least, I only hear the end) he has a “news segment” from “The Blaze.”  Two news stories caught my ear, two days in a row, and I wanted to comment on them.

First story:  MACY’S ALLEGEDLY FIRES EMPLOYEE FOR REFUSING CROSS-DRESSING MALE ACCESS TO WOMEN’S FITTING ROOM

Link:  http://www.theblaze.com/stories/macy%E2%80%99s-allegedly-fires-employee-for-refusing-cross-dressing-male-access-to-womens-fitting-room/

The gist:  Employee at Macy’s sees a woman leave the women’s fitting room and marks her as a transgender person.  She then states that (contrary to Macy’s policy) she will not allow her back into the women’s dressing room.  A confrontation erupts, which eventually leads to the manager explaining to the employee that Macy’s policy requires her to allow the transgender person access to the women’s dressing room.  When the employee refuses to comply, she is fired.

Story Two:  ARMY ALLOWS BEARDED RABBI TO SERVE AS CHAPLAIN AFTER YEARLONG LEGAL BATTLE

Link:  http://www.theblaze.com/stories/army-allows-rabbi-to-serve-as-chaplain-after-yearlong-legal-battle/

The gist.  Jewish Rabbi wants to be in the army, but for religious reasons refuses to shave his beard.  After a long court battle, he’s allowed in the army… with his beard; the army havs to back down from their uniform policy in recognition of the religious position of the rabbi.

interestingly enough, the first story is under “Business” while the second is under “Faith.”

I find these two stories interesting in comparison with each other; both are about somebody making a “stand for their faith” but with different outcomes.

We are also going to ignore the first story’s persistence in using the incorrect pronoun, as that’s not the point I’m attempting to make.  That’s triggered by ignorance* of what it means to be transgendered, but that’s an entirely separate kettle of fish.

The problem with the first one is that the employee obviously wanted Macy’s policy to protect her worldview (transgender people are bad) while refusing to uphold that policy for her customer (transgender people are explicitly allowed in the changing room matching their expressed gender).  She may have “marked” this poor girl as transgender, but this does not change the girl’s gender expression.  If she had a problem allowing this girl to use the company facilities in accordance with company policy, she could have handed the task to another employee, or simply followed company policy.  It’s not her job to decide which pieces of company policy apply, and which do not.

Macy’s, having made the decision that they want customers (transgender or not) to feel comfortable enough in their stores that they spend way too much money on clothing, made the policy decision to allow people to use the changing rooms in alignment with their gender expression.

This is in contrast to the second story;  for religious reasons, for some groups of Judaism, it’s a deep, grave insult to the Rabbi to shave his beard.  The military, having made the decision that they want Rabbi’s in the military, then eventually had to break down and accept that their uniform code needed to be modified to allow the rabbi in.

The reason I wanted to contrast these stories is this: the two characters most aligned in these stories are not the employee and the rabbi, but the girl customer and the rabbi.

See, both the rabbi and the girl are both incompatible with the worldview of the antagonists of their respective stories.  For the rabbi, the Millitary’s assumption is that everyone will conform to their uniform code, religious preferences be damned.  The employee’s expectation was that her personal religious preferences would trump both company policy and the choice of the transgender girl to express her gender (again, ignoring the fact that company policy was used to defend the employee from… abusing company policy).  And in both cases, the antagonist lost;  the rabbi gets to keep his beard (hurray win for religious freedom!) and the girl gets to use the proper gender-segregated facilities (hurray win for freedom of expression of gender!).

The “hard part” of freedom is the acknowledgement that true freedom means allowing the Rabbi to keep his beard and allowing the transgender girl to use the proper facilities;  the Rabbi having a beard can hurt nobody but himself (the point of the policy, according to military people I’ve heard from, is to reduce the amount of literal leverage an enemy has in hand to hand combat:  you can’t pull a beard that doesn’t exist) but which upholds his beliefs.  The poor girl’s use of the Women’s facilities was hurting nobody else (as Macy’s policy doesn’t just allow a guy to go into the facilities and abuse people;  you have to be transgender, you have to be expressing the proper gender, and you have to remain on good behavior) and could only benefit Macy’s (if she buys stuff).  It was the Military’s inflexible, unaccepting view on religion that got rejected, and the employee’s inflexible, unaccepting view on religion that got rejected.

At the end of the day, freedom requires me to accept that the Macy’s employee may disagree with my life choices;  she’s more than welcome to believe I’m going to Hell, and to tell all her friends about it.  What she’s not allowed to do is break company policy while trying to hide behind it because she, personally, refuses to accept my life choices.  Macy’s had to choose between the girl spending $500 that day, and the employee costing them $500 worth of sales plus salary.  They choose the Capitalist answer.

Freedom requires that the military, who are currently experiencing a shortage of Rabbis because of their policy accept the reality that, if they want religious people in their ranks, they have to accept the religious requirements that go with it.

Freedom.  It works, but only when it’s actually accepted by both sides.

* Unfortunately, ignorance can only be fed by further ignorance.  Reading the comments section on that article was very depressing.  A transgender girl is NOT a “man wearing a dress”, she’s completely uninterested in staring at other women while they get dressed or sexually harassing women.  She just wants to try on a skirt to see if it looks good before she spends $100 on it.  There’s nothing magical about the word “WOMEN” above the door which keeps men out;  nor does the fact that the employee thinks skirt-checks are required for entry ensure that sexual or other harassment is eliminated (women can harass (sexually or otherwise) other women as well).  The ignorance is staggering.  I just want to try on clothes or go to the bathroom.  End of story.  You want to see real harassment?  Be a woman and walk into the men’s restroom.  (You can do this without having to be transgender… give it a try!)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Netflix Documentary Review: The Marines

The Marines coverTitle:  The Marines
Narrator:  Bruce DuBose
Runtime: 85 minutes.
Score: Put it in your instant queue, and drop and give me 20!

I no longer have cable;  the only things I ever watched on cable were the documentary channels.  This is how it’s been since way back in the 90s when we got our first cable box.

Now I don’t need cable anymore, for I have DSL and Netflix, and Netflix is fully stocked with documentaries.  This series reviews the documentaries available on Netflix.

“The Marines” is an in-depth documentary on the modern Marine Corps, with a special emphasis on the training required to turn a raw recruit into a fighting Marine.  I’ve always had high respect for our armed forces, especially the Marine Corps (full disclosure, my cousin/best friend is a Marine).  This is one of the few recent documentaries on the Marine Corps that actually seems to capture what it “means” to be a Marine… or as close as we civilians chomping on Funyuns can get.

It follows Marine recruits from “Grab my yellow footprints!” to “Here’s your Eagle, Globe and Anchor” and includes information from Marines in combat, and those injured in combat.  Marine Corps history is part of the documentary, as much as it’s a part of the modern Marines.

I think the coolest part is that most documentaries I see about the Marines are produced by the Military Channel, or some group obviously already enamoured with the Marines.  While there is nothing wrong with that, this documentary “feels” more balanced, and still comes out on top.

If you’ve ever been interested in the life of a Marine recruit, or want to know what goes on in a Marine’s head, this is the documentary for you.

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Broadcasting Locations: Good or Bad?

I decided to add a bit of meta-content to my blog today and start adding some of the other blogs I enjoy reading to a blogroll;  it’s going to be a bit tough going because I actually don’t read that many blogs (it’s true!).

RedState is a blog publishing platform for Libertarian and Conservative leaning bloggers, and as my best description for myself politically is “Socially (Classically) Liberal, Fiscally Conservative” I find much of the content to at least be fun, if not 100% with my worldview.

One of the more useful blogs on the site is “Tech at Night” which is where I get most of my heads-up where it comes to Washington policy and technology;  it’s a single post with just about all the latest tech dirt all rolled into a 60 second read.

However, a comment on a recent “Tech at Night” posting ( http://www.redstate.com/neil_stevens/2011/11/29/tech-at-night-at-sopa-and-fcc-scrutiny-continue/ ) had an interesting comment that caught my eye:

Protip for idiots like Chuck Schumer: If you don’t want your location tracked, don’t broadcast it.

 

I find myself in complete agreement with this;  if you don’t want your credit card number used by somebody else, don’t post it on a billboard;  and if you don’t want your mobile’s location tracked, don’t transmit it.  Most phones have the ability to have the various radios turned off, if you wish, and you can always turn the phone off.  However, for the “cell” technology to work, you phone MUST broadcast an identification string to the towers, and as this is a broadcast you can’t stop anyone around you from picking it up.

What caught my eye about this is how it’s completely opposite of the position taken by Tech At Night when Google was “caught” making a database of locations which were also being broadcast.  Most Wi-Fi routers in the world broadcast a string, called an “SSID“, which is used to find the nearest routers to your location.  When you click the little WiFi widget in your operating system of choice and it gives you a list of names to choose from, those are SSIDs.

SSIDs are a beacon, transmitted every second or so by every router in America.  And an awesome feature of beacons is, if you can get your hands on three or more, you can usually triangulate your position relatively easily… if you know the location of the beacons.

Google, as part of their mapping program, kept a database of beacon locations and mac addresses, which allows anyone using that database to triangulate their position using at least 3 Wi-fi hotspots.  The brilliant part of this is, in locations where GPS doesn’t work so well (highly urbanized areas) there are usually an abundance of SSIDs and MAC addresses being hurled around (highly urbanized areas).

Alas, there was a glitch:

In that blog post, and in a technical note sent to data protection authorities the same day, we said that while Google did collect publicly broadcast SSID information (the WiFi network name) and MAC addresses (the unique number given to a device like a WiFi router) using Street View cars, we did not collect payload data (information sent over the network). But it’s now clear that we have been mistakenly collecting samples of payload data from open (i.e. non-password-protected) WiFi networks, even though we never used that data in any Google products.  –http://googleblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/wifi-data-collection-update.html

 

According to a third-party review of their software, the Google cars accidentally captured unencrypted, broadcast data from routers which were not using even the most basic of Wi-fi encryption on their devices.  For this, Google got yelled at, and Tech at Night followed the story with glee.

With that said, I’d be uncomfortable if I knew that somebody had captured unencrypted data of mine.  With that said… that’s why my networks are always encrypted with the strongest encryption I can enforce.  If you don’t want somebody to collect your data… don’t broadcast it… right?

It’s excruciatingly simple:  Tech at Night’s current position is 100% spot on.  If my phone is on, I’m (knowingly) broadcasting my location to anyone who wishes to track it.  If I’m paranoid enough, I turn my phone off and BAM!  Tracking is no longer possible.  ANY publicly broadcast information is open to the public by nature of being publicly broadcast.

I’m just annoyed that Tech at Night didn’t see this concept this way when Google accidentally captured unencrypted broadcast WiFi data.  It’s the exact same issue;  it’s trivially easy to encrypt your WiFi connection.  If you don’t want somebody to capture your data, you need to encrypt it.  If you don’t want your connection to be captured, turn off the SSID, which would then require the user to know the channel and SSID they wish to connect to, thereby turning off the beacon.  And if you don’t want the world to know you have a radio broadcasting… well, Category 5 Ethernet cable has been around since at leat 1995… and you have to actually wire tap that to lift data.

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My Personal Skyrim Glitch

(Or, how to turn a Steel Sword into a Steal Sword.)

UPDATE TWO:  Verified by another player, this one playing on the 360 version.  It appears that the “Grab All” system is glitched.

UPDATE ONE:  Verified by a coworker.  Started describing the glitch and he said “OH, LYDIA.”

So, I have about 16 hours of Skyrim under my belt, after a friend chided me for not liking Oblivion.  Thinking perhaps it was because my Oblivion was on the XBox360 (and I have absolutely NO dual stick aiming ability… I need a mouse) I decided to try Skyrim.  Two hours later and Steam popped up a notification that I was good to go.

Hurray digital distribution!

Well, a later conversation revealed to me the companion infinite inventory glitch, where apparently Skyrim only checks for your partner’s carrying capacity when you hand them items, and assumes that they are unburdened if they haven’t been handed too much.  Due to this, you can fill a chest full of crap, and ask your partner to “Take all,” and it will happily put all your items into it’s bag of holding until you request for them later (as inventory isn’t checked on item removal either.)

I remembered this crate I’d stashed half a dungeon’s worth of loot in about 10 game hours ago (and quite a few game weeks, I think) and went up.  Opened the box… all still there.  Awesome!  Hey, Lydia, why not pick that stuff up for me?  Good girl.

Went to the shop, pulled all the inventory, tried to sell it… no dice.  Store refused to buy anything.

Shrugging, I went to my house and started dropping items.  All are listed as “Steal.”  Picking one up, Lydia yells “I saw you do that!”  Checking my stats, I now have a theft!

Reverting to an earlier save game (I’m playing Lawful Good after all) I try stashing the inventory into a random barrel.  Opening the barrel, all items are listed as free for taking.  Dropping one on the ground flags it as “Stealable.”

Reverting again, I stash everything into the barrel to be rid of the weight, and find a clean pickaxe in one of my house boxes.  This pickaxe, when dropped, shows “take.”

I put it into an empty barrel and tell Lydia to take it.  She does so.  I take it back from her, drop it on the ground, and it’s now listed as stealable!

I buy some clothes from the shop and duplicate the procedure.  When dropped, it’s listed as “take.”

So I try it again with my steel sword.  This sword was dungeon loot, sharpened by myself. It’s also much higher value than clothes.  And just to prove I’m not insane… I took screenshots:

A Steel Sword

A Steel Sword

Empty barrels.

Do a barrel roll!

Place the sword into the barrel.

I heard you like barrels, so I put a... well, I'm out of barrels.

Tell Lydia to get the sword.

I gave that glitch a command, because glitches love commands.

Tell Lydia to open that barrel there.

Take All, pl0x.

I'm sworn to carry your burdens.

I wish she was sworn to have more than one line.

Ask for the sword back.

It's the same sword.

Now the sword is marked stealable!

A fine steal sword!

And there you go!  Zoe’s personal glitch!  I’d like for people to give it a try on their copies, with other items/partners/locations.  Also, I hope to test this with an expensive purchased item, as it’s possible that it’s a function of value, not a function of location looted from.

I love launch day titles!

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It’s been a while…

It sure has!  I’ve always been bad with blogs… this is my third blog and I’m falling into the same bad habit of never updating them.  Ironically, I don’t update my blogs because I have so many half-baked ideas for posts I just segfault and give up.  Not to mention there are so many blogs out there it can sometimes feel like you’re tossing a glass of water into the ocean.

But, over the last month, I’ve opened up about being Zoe to larger groups of family and friends, and this has triggered an interest to add some new information to this blog.  I’ve also found some interesting links online… apparently within the last couple of years (since about the time I gave up trying to find useful, relevant, and up to date information online about being transsexual) real quality content has appeared… so I’ll be gathering links here.

Finally, I’ve found life as Zoe to be a “breath of fresh air…” for over a decade I’ve been lying to myself and others, constantly hiding who I was.  To discover that I don’t need to anymore has brought a fresh perspective to many of my initial concerns… and also opened up a can of worms as I interact with the world.  I hope to be writing soon about some of my experiences and what I’ve come to learn about my life nowadays.

In either case, hope to see you soon!

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Ma’am

I may have mentioned before that a somewhat demoralizing experience to get that oh so polite Southern “Sir.”

Of course, I may have mentioned as well that I hadn’t been trying very hard either.  My recent experience at the State Fair convinced me to actually work on it, and actually be public about myself.

So today was my trial run.  Wearing some sweat pants and a neat short-sleeve-with-long-sleeve lace shirt and a cute necklace.  Just a little bit of cute.  Sister and I were going to Subway.

And while at Subway getting my sandwich… the sandwich artist asked, “Ma’am, would you like anything else on that?”

Hey, it’s not much, but this is the kind of thing I’ve thought about and wanted for so long… it’s convincing that I can actually do this and make my dream.

It’s very powerful.

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