About Mikki Tiamo

Who is Mikki Tiamo?

Whats the story morning glory!

Hi, welcome to my About me page, my about Mikki Tiamo page.

Who am I and whats this page about then? Well, its been a long time coming but I am out, I am a transgender woman. Its been a difficult road over the years and I’ve hidden my thoughts towards myself and my own sexuality for most of my life and its only in the past few years that I have come to be comfy with my own sexuality and ultimately who I really am.

I am Mikki.

Born in the early 70’s I learnt from a very early age that I loved to dress up in girls/women’s clothing and wear makeup. I have many female cousins and we played dressing up while we were young all the time. Something I enjoyed but which was always frowned upon by my parents as both saw me as a boy only and nothing more. Especially as our household was in the 70’s a religious one.

Thankfully, no more. I am my true self and I love me now that I have found the true me.

I am Mikki Tiamo and this is my website, please enjoy responsibly 😉

 

All through my teenage years my crossdressing was kept under wraps and only done when there was no one else around.

When I wore womens clothes it always felt right, not dirty or seedy, nor did I get aroused by this. I just liked to dress as a woman, wear makeup and do my nails. The reward for me was the visual effect and I would spend hours looking at myself in the mirror.

This was all put on hold when I went to work in the far east and met someone who I ended up marrying and sharing my life with for 20 years.

During this time I supressed my crossdressing and at times I had massive bouts of depression because I didnt know what was going on in my head. It was only when this relationship ended and I entered another relationship where this lady encouraged me and helped me dress up on a few occassions. However, again this relationship drew to a close and I found myself single.

In August of 2019 I went to Pride in Manchester. I got dressed up. I wore makeup, a dress, tights and high heels. I walked round central Manchester with not a care, I walked round the village all day and all night, with not a care. I admit it! I loved how free I felt.

I am so sorry to those around me that day as I felt like, and still do, that a huge, if not enourmous, weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Like someone had said to me, “all these worries, all these fears, all this repression, all this surpression, all this nonsense lets get rid of all those” and because of this I honestly felt relieved. Choosing such a public place to do this probably wasnt the best place to “Come out” but I had been quietly crapping myself all day long at the thought of doing this but summoned up the courage, especially with the woman I was with, to walk out of my hotel in central Manchester dressed as a woman and then walk the near mile to the entrance to the village. Once i’d left the hotel not once did I feel scared, humiliated or overwhelmed.

The reaction that evening to me from other people there was well, fucking amazing. I seriously cannot describe the reaction I got from Male, Female, Young, Old… Just amazing. Yes. I did love being the centre of attention and still do.

I wish i’d worn more suitable shoes so I could have mingled more but lesson learnt for 2021 (because Manchester Pride 2020 has been postponed) and i’ll wear something more suitable for Pride 2020.

So, since the 25th August 2019, Mikki has been a part, and continues to be a more and more important part of my life and I now regularly attend nights out in the village in Manchester, Liverpool and Leeds.

I have a great bunch of friends who help and support me. Many have said they feel humbled that i’ve shared this part of my life with them but all my true friends have been so helpful and supportive of me during this transitioning period on my life. I love you all and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your love and support.

My girlfriends have been amazing and we have been out on several occasions as a group in Manchester, Leeds and Liverpool.

Lets be clear here, I have always been quite femine as a man and make more than a passible woman. Those who’ve known me for a long time have actually been shocked when they have met Mikki for the first time. The standard greeting over the past months has been,  “Wow!”

I went to see a friend of mine whom i’ve know for over 15 years and when he opened the door his initial reaction was “Wow! Wow! You look bloody amazing.” Now I know he wasnt just being nice as i’ve know him a long time and he always speaks his mind. If i’d have looked stupid he would have told me irrespective of my feelings, thats why he’s been my friend for so long.

The hardest thing for me was coming out as Mikki to my parents. I’d told my mum a number of times over the phone and she’s pushed the conversation away each time so I thought “Fuck it” and got dressed up, had my make up done by my friend Paul Heaton of Born UK and put on my highest heels then went round to my parents house as Mikki.

On arrival I walked in and shouted “Hiya”. The look on my dads face first of all was “WTF!” but he immediately came to me and threw his arms around me and said “I knew you weren’t playing around when you told us but your mum wouldn’t have it”. “I am shocked though son.”

He actually shed a tear “Are you happy?”, “Yes, Dad I am”. “Good, you look bloody gorgeous. Come here give me a kiss”

He pased away in March a few months after i’d told him and I really bloody miss my dad, rest his soul.

Next up was my mum. On hearing me talking to Dad she’s up and across into the front room and on seeing me she’s taken aback. Quite litterly, she took a step backwards. Almost in shock she put her hand on her heart and said “Ah, thats what you meant!”

What did you think I meant mother?

“Well, I thought like a drag queen”

MUM!!!!

“You look stunning son! You look really nice but its a bit weird looking at someone who looks like your sister but also look like my son” and with that she started to cry!

We talked that afternoon, all afternoon and my mum asked me many questions and when I left she asked me “Are you happy?”

Yes mum, I am.

“Then get on with it” which for those who know my mum know thats her way of saying, its your life – live it as you want.

I called her shortly after I left and talked a bit more with her, just to make sure she was okay as shortly after leaving and the realisation of what I had dropped on her, but after another hours chat and subsequent chats I know she has accepted me as I am.

I also know, she knows, I am happy and thats all she wants for me.

We have spoken lots since my dad died and although i dont think she will ever call me Mikki, I think she has come to terms with it and does pass comment everytime I go round.

I know some of you reading this might have questions so, i’ve complied an Frequently asked Questions page which you can find by clicking the FAQ’s link or clicking on the FAQ’s in the menu at the top of the page.

Love to you all,

Mikki xxx

 

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