The recently instated "Janet" began cleaning the house as his "mother" had ordered him to.
Jim/Janet thought to himself "why would she throw the ring down the sink….Did she really
want to stay this way?"
I better start cleaning the house before she comes back or worse begins telling people...
Cleaning the house was not an easy task Jim/Janet soon realized cleaning up after his
brother was no easy task..once the dishes were done, floor swept,laundry completed,
Jim/Janet checked the clock on the microwave in the kitchen 9:30pm and sat down at the
kitchen table for a breather
Jim thought to himself 4 hours of cleaning was hard work but yet…slightly soothing"..
he definitely had a new appreciation for what his mother had done everyday for
years….."now this may be my job forever.." he thought to himself.
His train of thought was broken when Janet/Jim entered the room.
"i know this is not really your kind of cake cleaning up after everyone.." Janet/Jim said to
him.
Janet/Jim proceed to the sink that was across from him
"its not bad for the first time cleaning the house tho..
she paused looking around at his work and stopped at the dish drying rack……"but you
could do a little better on the dishes next time" she pointed at a smudge on the salad bowl
he had washed earlier.
"but def passable"…..She finished
"thanks" i replied. feeling slightly better about myself.
Mind if i take a seat? she asked
"Sure" i replied.
It was a weird feeling to be staring at my self across the kitchen table which just hours ago
i had done so for the first time..
"I think i know what you are going through "mom" she said as she winked at me
"what do you mean by that? i asked her not knowing where she was going with this.
"well for instance when i was younger" She began
"I to felt a little different.."
"Different?" i asked her "what do you mean?'
"well For instance i was not really into the girly girl stuff when i was a child. i wanted to
play football and hockey with the boys in the neighborhood but quickly realized my body
wasn't really men't for those kinds of sports so instead i joined the track team as it turned
out i was rather decent at the longer distant events."
Really? i said slightly intrigued…
"yep really ha ha" she chuckled at herself
"Made it to regionals to you should check the athletic awards room at your school. i broke
a few school records in my days". but point being i realized all throughout high school and
university that i was in the wrong body i was attracted to men but just did not like my
body ever since i was really young i always wished i could wake up and be in a boys body
kinda similar to what i think your going though except your not wishing to be a boy…" she
paused looking at me her left eyebrow raising slightly.
she had me pinned. i was not really sure but i knew she was right ever since i was young i
had always wished the same thing…i go to school or to the mall or even to the grocery
store and every girl i see i envy…not in lust but more in a way of longing to be that girl.
Wishing i could wear the clothes they are wearing, walk and talk the way they are, go to
ballet class, go to girl slumber party's and paint each others toes. But at the end of the day
when i leave school…the mall..or the grocery store…i have an empty feeling in my
stomach and over time i began to get depressed. started to feel really low at how unfair life
is and that we didn't have the choice at a young age or have control over our own sex
during the 1st trimester…
"Jim" i said (it felt slightly awkward to say that) what does that mean? i think i know what
your talking about. i feel the same way and always have….".
It was so hard for me to admit that to my mother i never have and didn't think i would for
a long time. i know felt almost like a brick was removed from inside my head and there
was less pressure on me.
there was a slight silence in the room. i did not know my mother felt this way about
herself…it would explain why she never liked keeping her work clothes on at the end of
the day…..
"so what does this mean now? i asked "Him" looking at Jim/Janet
"well "mom" she bagman looking at me
"this is quite an interesting scenario we have before us. the thing we have to decide on now
is what to do. we basically have 3 options….we could switch back, as i did NOT throw the
ring away that would be reckless." the second choice would be to live our lives as each
other through better or worse…." she paused
"Whats the 3rd choice?" i asked knowing that i wanted choice number 2….
"well" choice number 3" she began" would be we switch back and i would live my life in my
real body and complete my life as a woman, and you would of course have to switch back
as well…but being that you have just opened up to me about being transgendered your
father and i would get you the help you need to begin transition to becoming the person
you want to be and if your up to it and really want to we will pull together the money for
your sex change procedures and operation." its up to you. she finished.
she looked across from me full knowing what i decide could possibly effect her life in a
way she wants or doesn't want….
i thought to myself wow. "i have 3 opportunities in front of me but what one..