By Sherry Greer
In a recent post Kandi talked about the two of us going to an LGBTQ event sponsored by our good friend Betty. That night was fun, a little hot, and the scenery was absolutely beautiful, the pictures were fantastic that we took. We met a few new people and found a few new places to go from our conversations. We will definitely check those places out! One new person I met has the same profession as me and we had a nice talk and compared our experiences.
As I said in my last post I haven’t written lately because I really didn’t have anything in depth and thought provoking to share. [Editorial comment: that obviously hasn’t stopped me…..] I’ve been out multiple times and could have written about those experiences but those posts would have been very superficial. Of those times out I will mention one episode. I was meeting friends at an outdoor bar to listen to a band, I got there first. After a little looking I found a place at the bar, the male bartender asked what I wanted and brought me back the beer that I ordered. Upon setting it down he responded “here’s your beer sir”! I’ve been going out for seven years and this is only the second time this has happened. It was very disappointing and made me feel awful. The alpha male bartender saw the expression on my face and gave me a half-hearted “sorry”. Fortunately my friends arrived shortly after and cheered me up!
So…the lack of writing even though I’ve been out, my recent private conversation with Tina Davis, and some changes in some people that know both sides of me has really got me reflecting on where my path is.
At the LGBTQ event Betty asked both Kandi and I where we see ourselves. Kandi has mentioned her mindset in previous posts but I don’t know if I ever have. I believe we have similar paths, I truly love being Sherry and feel that even when I’m not her I still am her. Would I fully transition or get any surgeries to feminize my face, I don’t think so. I love being the male side of me but obviously love the female side of me as well…honestly, more so. Even though I am the same person I am a different person when outwardly expressing Sherry. At first I thought there was no difference but recently I have seen and more importantly felt a difference. I think part of my not wanting to write is that my experiences have become more second nature and natural feeling. Don’t get me wrong, the ability to be out is definitely special but the novelty of the event is wearing off. (Maybe a sign of maturation?) I feel relaxed, amazing, sexy, attractive…confident (even though that guy was a jerk). Kandi introduced me to the friends I was waiting for (as well as many others ), the one, Melissa is an absolute doll and I feel incredibly female with her. She makes me come out of my shell and we just laugh and the weight of the world is shed in seconds.
Another sign of my maturity is at my job I have told 10 women about Sherry. I have gone out with most of them multiple times. It’s funny but most of my coworkers like Sherry better and rather be around her than my male self! I tend to be moody at times in male mode but much more relaxed and fun as Sherry. Many of them have changed their phone contact to Sherry instead of my male name. They also see a difference!
So, as you have read and I have felt Sherry continues to evolve and mature. I know many of you out there have felt and experienced the same and I hope you grow into the person you want to be! Of course, I hope you like the pics!
Stay beautiful, Sherry
[Editorial comment: Sher, you are my most valued friend in our little world and also my most frustrating. We have so much in common and yet could not be more different. I never understand the various windows you have to get out, but always cherish our time together. My view of the world, as someone who has to scrap to survive vs. your view as a retired government employee is also so different. But I would take a bullet for you, always know that. Let your light shine for our worldwide readership here! Share yourself with them. What you see as a routine or mundane outing may be the inspiration for a sister who is struggling. Everyone who contributes here makes actual connections with someone out there, most more so than I am able to do. Okay, I’ll shut up now.]