She hadn’t been sure which is why she hesitated and then as she got closer she later told me she was even less so but felt awkward to back off once we were face to face.
Lyne is a lesbian woman who doesn’t know a lot of transgender people and she wanted to offer words of encouragement. She also admitted that she was curious. So we spoke while our rides overlapped and ended up exchanging phone numbers. Since then we have met twice for coffee and it turns out that she is a very nice person.
She is not overtly masculine and yet gives off an aura that she leans more towards that side of the spectrum. She doesn’t wear a stich of makeup and her mannerisms are more gender neutral than anything else. You might have to think a few minutes before deciding on her orientation based exclusively on her physical presentation.
For the record I have never known a lesbian woman personally.
She told me her life has been difficult and her homophobic and verbally abusive father was not amused when she came out. He and her mother divorced when she was in her mid-teens and this fracturing had a deep impact on her despite his obvious flaws. Her mother was also not amused when Lyne came out to her and tried desperately to have her recant.
She also told me that for a time she weighed the idea of transitioning into a male but finally discounted it.
Lyne is clearly very much at peace with who she is and offers no apologies to anyone which is clear when you speak to her. There is almost a militant confidence present perhaps borne out of the pain and suffering that those of us who buck the system need to overcome in order to lead authentic lives.
Seems to be the universal theme for the LGBTQ community.