So many clues. I think I would have put them together a lot sooner in a more supportive environment or if I had been less of a mess.

trying to come to terms with it, I am grateful to finally know this about myself. I’ve been experimenting with small gender rebellions and expressions of myself that make me happy and they do make me happy in a way that I’ve never been before. It’s nice.

celebration. Congratulations should be in order. It’s a big step towards being a happier, healthier, human being. It’s not the greatest time in history to be figuring out I’m trans. And I wish I had figured it out when I was a teenage and not in my late 50’s. Still, as much as I am still

And now the world is losing its mind over trans people like they are the devil incarnate. Figuring out your correct gender and having it disagree with the one you were assigned shouldn’t be a big deal to anyone but the person who figured it out. For them it should be a happy occasion worthY of

shame and revulsion that I felt that way. I was also afraid of what people would think, both loved ones and strangers. I am sensitive to rejection and afraid of being alone. I’ve always really admired people who are brave enough to be themselves. I feel like I’ve always struggled with doing that.