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#3 January 2004
One of the most fascinating things about Asian and particularly Filipino families is the
bond, which is present perhaps all throughout the lives of its members. Our mothers and fathers dote on us from the moment we were
born to the day they can still move to take care for us. Sometimes this can be an irritation but many times it is also a benefit.
Before we enjoyed festive Christmas parties with my aunts and uncles and cousins. It would be a wonderful time for us. Now, there
always seems to be an excuse for not attending a function which is why the bond grew loose in my relatives’ case.
Growing up was more of an emotional challenge for me rather than a material or physical one. My Dad believed in putting stuff to our
mouths first (no pun intended LOL) rather than buying new cars or going on vacations…which worked well for me. But my dad was a
figure of terror for me. This is not unusual in many ladyboys. Our mothers rather than our dads are more supportive of our decisions
to become shemales. I never really knew if I am friends with my Dad even up to now. I’ve always felt my defenses appearing when I
am around my dad. He can’t blame me though. I’ve had bad experiences with him.
My parents are a big influence in my life and continue to be so. They supported me many times although I do somehow believe that
they could have done better. Sometimes they almost prevented me from being myself when I believed that I could have been more open
about my wanting to be feminine. I do admit that I’ve always wanted to be feminine and to be admired by guys for my beauty as well
as intelligence and I often feel a sense of high when they tell me any of these things. So in many ways family was an obstacle as
well as a guiding light.
Liisa
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