Today I’m sharing a personal story over on Scary Mommy in honor of TransParent Day. I hope you’ll head over there and learn more about this special day. It’s a non-humor piece, so there is no need to worry about spitting out your coffee this morning. Here’s a snippet to get you started:

I no longer celebrate Father’s Day with my father. Not because my father is dead. No, my biological father is still very much alive. But my biological father is now a woman.

In case you need further clarification: the person who contributed the sperm that created the person that is me is now living as a woman. As in, the penis is gone; a vagina has been created; and this person wears makeup and girl clothes.

Did I blow your mind? I wish that wasn’t the case. I wish we lived in a world in which we fully embraced all people regardless of our own individual norms or experiences. A world in which personal expression and transformation were greeted without pause, reservation, or judgment…

Please read the rest over on Scary Mommy.

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