Understanding the T in GLBT

I believe I’ve stated elsewhere in my blogs that I am a curious person by nature. When I come across something I am unfamiliar with, I learn. I take that opportunity to broaden my mind and take in new information.

This morning I stumbled upon the T in GLBT. Now I knew what this stood for...transgendered (sometimes transsexual) for those who don’t know. But I didn’t really understand what defined a person as trans. And when I don’t know...I have to find out.

Thank you Google!

I met some really awesome people via the little phenemon known as Google search. I like going through the images. Because then you come across articles but get pictures also. That’s why I say I met them. The faces I saw as I read became so real to me.

The main reason I went in search of scratching my perverbial curious itch this morning was for understanding. I didn’t understand all the verbage or who is called what and I needed to understand that. Not that I currently know any transgendered people personally, but I hope that one day my life is enriched by enough people that I would know some of every type of person.

Anyone can be transgendered. Normal, everyday people. It’s not a disease. It’s not a choice. It’s not an affliction. Although the mental anguish some of these people go through in their biological gender can be. I can’t imagine what that must feel like. The strength and true contentment of so many of the transgendered people I saw is what amazed me.

I didn’t write this today to try to make you understand. Only to say that I wanted to understand. I wish we could all live that way. Seeking to understand what we don’t, rather than being afraid of it. And hating it. How small the world must be to live that way.