A PLUME BOOK
TRANSITION
CHAZ BONO lives in Los Angeles.
BILLIE FITZPATRICK is a writer and book collaborator. She co-wrote Chazs first book, Family Outing. Billie lives with her family near Boston, Massachusetts.
TRANSITION
Becoming Who I Was Always Meant to Be
CHAZ BONO
with Billie Fitzpatrick
A PLUME BOOK
This book is dedicated to all the kids and teens
of Transforming Family
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Bono, Chaz.
Transition : the story of how I became a man / by Chaz Bono, with Billie Fitzpatrick.
p. cm.
ISBN: 978-1-101-47648-2
1. Bono, Chaz. 2. TranssexualsUnited StatesBiography. 3. Transgender peopleUnited StatesBiography. 4. Gender identityUnited StatesPsychological aspects.
I. Fitzpatrick, Billie. II. Title.
HQ77.8.B66A3 2011
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Prologue
T he last image you might have of me is from about ten plus years ago when I was working as a gay and lesbian activist. At that time, I was also writing books (first Family Outing and next End of Innocence). Then I more or less disappeared.
In my first book, Family Outing, I described the events that led to a life-changing moment when I discovered that I was attracted to girls instead of boys, and drew the logical conclusion that I was a lesbian. Family Outing also included my moms side of the story, how shed had intuitive hunches since I was very young that I might not grow up to be just like her and that I might, indeed, be gay. In that way, Family Outing was also a coming out guide; I felt compelled to share my storynot to shock people with a tell-all memoir but rather to reach out to other gay people and their families who were trying to overcome the many challenges of coming out, hoping that they might benefit from my struggle and experience.
Just as I was finishing Family Outing, my dad died in a freak skiing accident. I pulled myself together for a couple of years, began writing End of Innocence, which was my attempt to make sense of my early music career, its precipitous demise, and my passionate relationship with an older woman. Tragically, Joan died of cancer, after less than two years of powerful love and intense involvement.
These personal losses triggered a gradual but extreme downward spiral in my life that ultimately led me to develop an addiction to prescription painkillersthe only way I found at the time to take the edge off the searing pain inside of me. Though it was a slow progression over many years, my addiction to prescription opiates made it impossible to continue working, and, in fact, I barely made it through writing End of Innocence.
My books were heartfelt attempts to give something back to the world and offer something of value to people who might have related to my experiencescoming out, struggling to define a career, or caring for or losing a loved one. As with any project I take on or job I do, I gave all I had to those two books, or as much as I had at the time.
But when I disappeared, drugs and grief were not the only reasons.
The truth is that something very deep inside of me was slowly coming to the surface. Through the pain and sorrow of the loss of both Joan and then my dad; through the frustration and disappointment of my failed music career; through the haze of my dependence on prescription drugs, I began to realize a truth about myself that was so frightening that I became completely paralyzed. In turn, I became so disgusted with my inability to stand up for myself that I retreated further into drugs and the smallest circle of friends and family I could manage.
This truth that was slowly emerging had a hazy beginning. Since I was a child, Id been aware of a part of me that did not fit. At first, I thought this sense of not fitting in was about me being gay. But as time went on, and I tried different ways of being a lesbianfrom lipstick to stone butchI had to admit to myself that the something nagging at me was a lot more complicated than just my sexual orientation. Even when I was active in the gay community, I never felt completely at ease. There was something else about me that didnt make sense, something that was much more profound and a lot more threatening. And it took me years to put my finger on what about me felt so disturbing.