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Let's face it, your average straight cis-gender teenage boy isn't going to pursue a relationship with a trans-girl.Even if he does find her attractive, it could be social suicide if he acts on his feelings. I don't mean to sound harsh, and I know for a fact that there are some boys who don't mind dating girls with male genitalia, but the majority won't.
Maybe they're afraid they'll get cooties, but this is high school so I doubt it's that—but it sure feels that way. Unless, it was a group of trans kids…and that's a whole different story worthy of its own sitcom. We giggled a lot, and had fun on our "playdates." We peck-kissed a couple of times.So it’s no surprise that if you find yourself dating a transgender guy, your stress levels are going to go through the roof unless you have nothing but the most enlightened friends and family.He looks like a guy, he sounds like a guy, he is, actually, shock, horror, a guy, but all some people will see is the ‘born with woman bits’ bit and freak out. This could be the first question they ask themselves, if not you, and that’s assuming they know what being transgender even means.I couldn’t get over her beautiful feminine features and, for someone who is transgender, I loved that she took her femininity so seriously.Everything from her skin, to her hair and nails was immaculate.Being transgender is less understood than being gay, but some of your friends and family may wonder if you’re coming out.
You aren’t, not if you’re a cis woman dating a trans guy.
I feel that there are others lurking, some may be stealth, while others just aren't ready to come out. I wasn't even a teenager, so in my book it technically can't be taken seriously. A few weeks went by where we communicated back and forth, and even Face Timed. Part of me wanted to crawl under a boulder but part of me was curious. He really doesn't care what anyone thinks, and told me that if he received some slack, it didn't matter because I was worth it. So, I took a chance, and I met him for a date at a butterfly park. My hands were sweating, my stomach was making horrible noises and my heart was pounding so much that I thought I was going to pass out.
So, I've resigned myself to the fact that it will be awhile before I experience love. When his face popped up on the screen, I hardly recognized him at first. It didn't help that it was almost 100 degrees and I stupidly wore skinny jeans.
His long locks were buzzed off, his face had lost its babyish features and he had the hint of a little mustache; more peach fuzz, I guess, but it hadn't been there four years earlier. I could tell he was nervous, too, as we awkwardly hugged. We reminisced, played with the butterflies and laughed a lot.
It was a great afternoon, and he even told me he'd like to go out again.
It's something I dream of, something I want to feel.