Last weekend was an interesting time for me. After getting so overwhelmed on Thursday that I went to the campus peer-support drop in for two hours, Friday was an incredible relief. I only had one class, and then I was free to sleep/play WoW/not worry for a while.
Friday was also special for two other reasons, though. First, and obviously most importantly, I got my Raven Lord after what must have been at least a hundred attempts altogether (it dropped once before, but I was out-rolled after my offer of gold was turned down). For the last couple of weeks, I had been taking 20 minutes or so to solo Sethekk every day, which was a significant improvement over doing it in BC when I’d spend an hour there after finding a group. The second interesting thing on Friday was that I ‘came out’ to one of the people I’ve known for a while in WoW. I couldn’t really say why I did, and certainly he didn’t much care, but it’s worthy of note all the same.
Saturday followed the same theme, though I got into an excellent semi-PUG for Naxx10 which turned out to be my first single night clear of the place (despite having a hunter who could barely pull 1200dps). During that group, I outed myself two more times. I’d been nervous to speak on Ventrilo since I began transition, since my voice is still not quite phone ready (my opinion), so I imagine a couple of the people in the group were thinking I was a g.i.r.l. aka Guy In Real Life. I got up the courage to speak though, and of course, it wasn’t long before one of the guys I’ve been grouping with fairly often whispers me; “so does your husband play too?” I guess I was feeling open and courageous that night. Turns out by some strange serendipity his GF is in the process of becoming his BF, a fact about which he wasn’t too keen, but that’s understandable in a straight guy I guess, albeit a pity. Said BF quit WoW when he started transition though, so no opportunities for conversation there, assuming the person isn’t fictional.
The second outing on Saturday was just after the raid, when another player with whom I’ve played quite a bit commented over vent that he had to log off because his boyfriend was demanding his attention. Our off-tank made a comment about finding that weird. He didn’t say anything directly hurtful beyond that, but I did feel a need to offer a whispered commentary to my in game friend that included the word ‘trans’. That set off about 20 minutes of questions from both the in game friend and his BF, but they both insisted that they hadn’t guessed from my voice even if they could tell in retrospect. The boyfriend decided that meeting his first trans person must count as ‘10 real life achievement points’. Of course from my point of view, now that there's at least four people in WoW who know I'm trans, word is bound to get out eventually. About 2/3 of the people on my friends list know me as male, the other third knows me as female, and it will be interesting to see what happens when the groups run into each other.
Sunday I read my textbooks. There was also the first suite meeting for my residence, so I was able to out myself to my suitemates without having to do the awkward knocking on doors thing I did last semester. They hadn’t guessed either. There’s more yellow smileys on my calendar.
Friday was also special for two other reasons, though. First, and obviously most importantly, I got my Raven Lord after what must have been at least a hundred attempts altogether (it dropped once before, but I was out-rolled after my offer of gold was turned down). For the last couple of weeks, I had been taking 20 minutes or so to solo Sethekk every day, which was a significant improvement over doing it in BC when I’d spend an hour there after finding a group. The second interesting thing on Friday was that I ‘came out’ to one of the people I’ve known for a while in WoW. I couldn’t really say why I did, and certainly he didn’t much care, but it’s worthy of note all the same.
Saturday followed the same theme, though I got into an excellent semi-PUG for Naxx10 which turned out to be my first single night clear of the place (despite having a hunter who could barely pull 1200dps). During that group, I outed myself two more times. I’d been nervous to speak on Ventrilo since I began transition, since my voice is still not quite phone ready (my opinion), so I imagine a couple of the people in the group were thinking I was a g.i.r.l. aka Guy In Real Life. I got up the courage to speak though, and of course, it wasn’t long before one of the guys I’ve been grouping with fairly often whispers me; “so does your husband play too?” I guess I was feeling open and courageous that night. Turns out by some strange serendipity his GF is in the process of becoming his BF, a fact about which he wasn’t too keen, but that’s understandable in a straight guy I guess, albeit a pity. Said BF quit WoW when he started transition though, so no opportunities for conversation there, assuming the person isn’t fictional.
The second outing on Saturday was just after the raid, when another player with whom I’ve played quite a bit commented over vent that he had to log off because his boyfriend was demanding his attention. Our off-tank made a comment about finding that weird. He didn’t say anything directly hurtful beyond that, but I did feel a need to offer a whispered commentary to my in game friend that included the word ‘trans’. That set off about 20 minutes of questions from both the in game friend and his BF, but they both insisted that they hadn’t guessed from my voice even if they could tell in retrospect. The boyfriend decided that meeting his first trans person must count as ‘10 real life achievement points’. Of course from my point of view, now that there's at least four people in WoW who know I'm trans, word is bound to get out eventually. About 2/3 of the people on my friends list know me as male, the other third knows me as female, and it will be interesting to see what happens when the groups run into each other.
Sunday I read my textbooks. There was also the first suite meeting for my residence, so I was able to out myself to my suitemates without having to do the awkward knocking on doors thing I did last semester. They hadn’t guessed either. There’s more yellow smileys on my calendar.
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