Self-Introduction 205 - No Mourning Clothes -

Come to think of it, that's right.
I am, for all intents and purposes, a trans woman,
I didn't receive an upbringing as a girl,
and I have nothing inherited from my parents.

Today,
there was a funeral for someone close to me,
and my husband and I attended together.

My husband wore a black suit and tie
(which I bought with my own money), but I don't own any mourning clothes.

After searching thoroughly,
I found a summer dress,
and since it looked appropriate enough,
I decided it would do.
It's a summer item, so it was cold.

I signed the guestbook in my husband's name,
and on the incense money envelope in my husband's name,
my name was also written in a small corner.

The fact that I can sign
my husband's name,
is an honor for a woman that I can have because I am his wife.

Looking back,
back when I lived with my parents,
I had attended funerals before.
Wearing a man's suit was incredibly humiliating,
and I thought I never wanted to wear something like that again.

Now,
living as a woman
has become so natural to me, but in the past, such anguish and pain were just a normal part of my existence.

And,
there wasn't a single person who would take my side regarding this matter.

I cut ties with my parents on my own,
transitioned on my own,
and then, 'blessed with good fortune,' I met my current husband.