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Being trans is a lifelong journey with even those of us who transition young, often dealing with doubts about passing well enough or perhaps about a partner who doesn't know discovering the truth. There is no perfect scenario because life itself isn't perfect.

I have decided that in my own life it is more important to be myself and to be open to being an advocate for other trans people. Hence, going forward, I will avoid false narratives about my history. Those who currently don't know I am trans among my close acquaintances eventually will.

If we don't come out of hiding there are less chances our voices will be heard and I want to be one of those who is counted. I don't think this is something everyone should do however, because there are those of you so deep in stealth for so long that coming out could risk ruining existing lives you have built. You are in the reverse scenario to those still deep in the closet who have not yet addressed their true identities.

This is a highly personal decision we each must take and, since I am not going to transition, I feel I can do this.

Over its history this blog has morphed from angst ridden testimonial to platform of advocacy for tolerance of difference in all its forms. I want to do my part to open up those barriers in part because coming out to so many people in my life has done my soul a world of good. Maybe we can show the world that we can be proud trans people who are worthy of admiration and even love.

Over the course of that presentation this past Wednesday, I realized that I wasn't so much fretting over who might have read me as just busy being happy in my own skin. Something which is worth so much.


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