I thought I’d never see the day, but here I am: Out.
Out for all the world to see. Out on Facebook. On Sunday afternoon the last hurdle was taken, so on Sunday evening I changed my name on FB and wrote a message on my timeline explaining that I’m transgender.
It was truly wonderful. I got so many positive reactions to that announcement, and not one negative remark. Not a single one.
It was magic!
There were congratulations all around. People said they had the uttermost respect for me and my decision to follow my heart and go for gender adjustment. They said I was very brave, and they hoped all my dreams would come true.
There were questions. Real questions, not out of misplaced curiosity, but out of genuine interest in me and what I’m going through. People trying to put themselves in my shoes, trying to understand what it must be like.
I seldom felt so loved, so accepted. So alive.
There were funny, lighthearted remarks too. One of my friends said she always thought I was a bit loony as a woman, but now with my coming out all made sense.
Oh, and hardly anyone seemed very surprised – if they even were surprised at all. Many of my friends had seen this coming. My cousin’s daughter said it like this, “Surely everyone could have seen this coming. I mean really, I’ve only seen you once in my adult years, but even I saw it, and I think it’s strange that this still comes as a shock to some.”
My cousin himself said, “I spoke to your mum the other day. She said you weren’t doing well. Actually, after reading your update about the changes going on in your life, I’d say you’re doing perfectly fine. But tell, tell. How, what, why, when? And how will you proceed from here?”
We chatted for a long while, that wonderful crazy cousin of mine and me. About the Big Change, and about lots of other things. How people would never believe that he’s really from Mars and me from Pluto, that kind of thing. Told you we’re kind of crazy.
Life is good.