I’m now 45 (hooray – still not dead!) and I’ve just had the best birthday celebration of my life. It was super-girly – and a major family hurdle has at last been cleared. The elephant in the room is dead – hooray!
First night out en femme with the parents
I think it’s fair to say my parents have found my transition a little tough to deal with since I came out just over a year ago. But last week, we made some giant strides. Hoorah!
Telling the parents: update
Well, maybe I was a bit too hasty with my last post about my parents’s concerns over my transition. I’ve since met them – twice – and I think we’re all in a better place now.
Hmmm, spoke too soon about the parents…
Just got off the phone to my sister – and it appears there are major concerns about my transition from my parents – and my brother-in-law. Great!
My parents still love me – I’ve not been disowned!
Well, I left the last post on something of a cliffhanger, didn’t I? I’d sent my parents the letter announcing that I’m transgender but, at the time of of writing that post, I was getting anxious as I’d had no reply. I needn’t have worried. All was fine – all is fine. Here’s how things unfolded.
Telling my parents I’m transgender
bWell, telling people I’m trans is getting easier and easier. I told another lady at Slimming World – and showed her a couple of photos on my phone. It was as easy as saying “Ooooh, I’ve just got back from Greece – here’s a picture of me on the beach!” She was so positive and said I looked so happy. So why is it so hard to tell your parents?!
Telling my sister I’m transgender
I’ve now told my most of my friends about being transgender and, with the odd exception, it’s all gone swimmingly. People, male and female, have been completely accepting and really suportive – I have amazing friends. But telling family? That’s a different story…