I realized in my last post National Coming Out Day, and throughout the rest of these little vignettes, I mention Egg a bit. Egg is my partner in crime, and in life. We have been together 23 years, married 21 of those. And she has been with me through the great times, the good times, the no-so-good times, and the terribly shitty times.
She has given, tirelessly ( seemingly ), to keep us comfortable in life. We have shelter, food, a dog, food for the dog, yada yada…I could go on, but that is unnecessary. It is necessary to say that I would not have been alive if not for her. Yes, I also saved myself, but she has a part in that. As a Black trans femme enby woman, I live a life of relative privilege (thinking of my Black and Brown, and indeed, any trans woman) as it is not easy, and a lot of face discrimination and abuse on the daily.
In my last post, I said that when in a relationship, and one person transitions, it forces the partner to either leave the relationship, or have a transition, of sorts, in their own mind. I am trying to get the notoriously shy Egg to go live with me, so we can get her side of some of the stories that I have written and will write or go live about (like my last manic episode.) I want you all to hear the point of view of a white, cis, straight, woman who married a Black trans femme enby woman, who everybody thought was a man. Who she thought was a man. Whooo boy this could be fun!!! I am trying my best, y’all, to get her on. I have never gone live on Substack but there is so much to say that would be worth talking about as much as writing about these things. Anyway, I just wanted a little intro into my partner, Egg. No pic until she approves, which she has not, as of yet.
