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As a Transexual what quality of life do you have?
Strange question you may think, but I have a reason for this. Many of you have expressed your fears about health and family problems whilst struggling with coming out and then transition and HRT, but in reality all of the girls here have a dream life compared to the Transsexuals I have known over the last 18 years.
I was reminded of the TS’s I knew a few weeks ago when driving into an Industrial area at Eastern Creek in the truck. There was a girl on the side of the road talking to someone in a car, and as she stood back to open the car door I realised that she was in fact someone I had come in contact with some years earlier. I have seen her since, on the same corner, many times, getting into or out of cars.
Until getting involved with TgR I would not have given her a second thought, but now I realise that there is a vast spectrum of Transsexuals within the spectrum of humanity. The girls involved with TgR are reasonably affluent, have some sort of education (know how to use a computer at the very least
) and on the whole have a reasonable life, careers, jobs, family etc. But the girls I knew before coming here were entirely different.
You see I worked as a Prison Officer for 15 years in a NSW prison. Many Transsexuals come to the male prisons as a matter of choice. They can elect to go to a womens gaol if they desire but most don’t, I think they get treated badly by the female inmates. The thing is they are a whole different community to the girls at Tranny Radio, their life choice has bought them a lot of pain in some instances and many turned to drugs to hide from the world. The drugs of course took over and they lost the respect of friends, family and employers, and eventually found themselves on the streets, shoplifting for food and clothes and committing crimes to pay for their drug habits. Habits I might add that had gone way beyond their financial means. Selling their bodies was only a short step away from this, because disappointingly they are in an ever increasing downward spiral. Life becomes unbearable for many of them, I know of one inmate Transsexual who successfully committed suicide on the second attempt, while being treated for the first. She jumped out of the window of her hospital room. One of the guards hung on to her as long as he could but she struggled too much and he lost his grip. They were on the 6th floor, and I think she will be in their memories for quite some time. I will always remember her, she was tall thin and only had a few wisps of hair left that she combed over her bald head, the first time she came to gaol. She was very shy and I believe a little disturbed mentally. The second time she came in she had a wig that had been matted into three or four thick strands, but she wore it around the gaol with the little makeup the system allowed her to have. Needless to say the other inmates used her and ridiculed her, but occasionally someone would look after her for a while, but relationships in gaol don’t last long. She was later transferred and died in Sydney.
There were some who loved life though, probably the ones who still had hopes for the future and hadn’t been dragged down to rock bottom by the drugs yet. I remember one girl who had a few short sentences for shoplifting, the first one at David Jones the last one at Target, I remember asking what had gone wrong with her taste, She said the security guards all knew her at David Jones.
Anyway I wasn’t sure if many of you were aware of these girls and their unfortunate lives but perhaps you have more to be thankful for than these unfortunate girls at least.
How is your life, tell me some good stories.