Quote:Boy oh boy. As if same-sex marriages aren't tough enough for some people to sort out in their heads. Good luck to you and Billie, Sam.
Thanks for the good wishes for Sam and me. I should let you know that I was trained in Special Warfare by the US Army. I'm an ex-Pathfinder that is an honorary member of the Royal Thai Special Forces and was with the 101st Airborne Division as well, from Oct 11,1967 through Oct 11, 1968. I'm the only woman member of the Pathfinder Association. (For more information about the US Pathfinders, please go to
US Airborne Pathinders) I was all over Vietnam and just learned that I had "earned" four battle stars, including one for the Tet Offensive of '68, when our unit rode though Saigon on tanks. I was also the first person from the 101st's 1st brigade to go into A Shau Valley and make it, dropping 20 feet from a helicopter,into a bomb crater with a radio on my back and bringing in the other helicopters.
Why do I mention this? Simply to show that as a 100% service connected combat veteran, I earned my benefits over 35 years ago. With federal law being what it is, Sam and I cannot legally marry. This means that she
isn't allowed the same benefits as a spouse of a hetrosexual veteran is a similar situation.
When I went for help from the VA regarding PTSD, the psych staff was more concerned about my transitioning than what I was really there for. After being passed from one therapist and intern to another for a year, like Frog Girl in a side-show without getting paid for it, I had enough. The final straw was a bigotted, pompous psychologist that "had written a paper while in college about
you people". When I asked to see it, I was brushed of and told, "It's not important to your case." That arrogant attitude sent me home in tears, where I spent over four hours trying to write a letter to his supervisor.
I had to go up the ladder to see the hospital's Chief of Staff. This was
NOT how I did things in the Army. It grated on me to see each person, instead of being allowed to go directly to him. In service, I could go directly to the Battalion, Brigade or even Division Commanders as I saw fit. I wasn't used to "Chain of Command."
When I finally met him, a few months later, I wasn't too surprised at his condescending, defensive attitude. After seeing my file on his desk, we got straight to the nitty-gritty. I explained that there wasn't any continuity of service and that staff focussed on the wrong issues. When they did ask about Vietnam, I told the truth. Yet they acted as though I was lying and wondered what books I had read and movies I'd seen about the war. I mentioned that they had no idea of what about "Gender Identification Dysphoria" or GID, as they call being trans. Nor did they have the slightist idea of Native American culture and our spiritual beliefs, saying I had visual and auditory haluciations, when I spoke of having Visions...a spiritual experience for us.
After almost an hour, he was willing to refer me to the University of Minnesota's Deptartment for Human Sexuality. I rejected the idea since I was already using an outside therapist. This therapist is mentioned as a leader in the field
by that department! He then said that he thought I was trying to do my own case management and I replied, " If you had read my file, you'd know that I have a BS in Voc Rehab. I have worked professionaly in that field as a case manager!" I then added,"I can forgive ignorance and you and your staff definitely are ignorant." Noticing his veins popping out of his head and his white knuckles as he grabbed the arms of his chair, I the defined ignorance as " a mere lack of knowledge or understanding of something." This relaxed him a bit, until I added, "I cannot forgive stupidity and you and your staff are obviously stupid. You've had a year to learn about my transition, special warfare and the Native American culture, but your staff has refused. That makes them stupid, refusing to learn. Your condoning this, puts you in the same category!" He took several slow, deep breaths and regained enough composure to escort me to the door. His last words to me were, "I wish you well in this." His smile was a professional smile of of relief. However, for three years, I had a "flag' on my files as a troublemaker.
I guess what I am saying is, the VA isn't very accepting of us yet. Policy says all veterans are to be treated with respect and dignity. Proceedure varies from facility to facility and is often different from policy.
Do I regret my transition? Hell no! This is easier that the year in Vietnam. Besides, I've got the best partner in the whole world, Sam. I also have my 79 year old Mom, that we are taking out to dinner tonight. Seems that my brothers and sisters are too busy for her. In addition, my Lakota extended family and all of the rest of my extended family more than replace those that can't deal with their garbage about my transition.