I went to a transgender group thing one time (long ago, my earliest years of transitioning), but as with anything regarding a lot of people that I didn't know, I felt out of place, didn't help that I felt that I didn't need to be there either, I was going through a phase of denial that I was transsexual (I was still ashamed of this) and that I actually was a woman. I am a woman, but not the same as those born of body. While it has been difficult, I don't mind that I'm trans now, not that I'm going to go out there and announce it to everyone (I like attention but only if it passes by briefly, not that much as this action would bring), but I'm a unique kind of woman because I'm me.
But anyway, my mom had went with me (she drove me there, a church), everyone seemed to take to my mom (she was the only one there of support for someone, me) talking to her a lot, some asking her if she'd come talk to their unaccepting parents or such. I actually do remember one person's name (she went by Jamie, but wasn't out full time yet if I recall right, looked that she'd do really well on hormones though), as well as kind of how she looked because she's the only one that kind of looked interested in me (I felt nervous), but after the whole meeting and talking to one another (me sitting there smiling uncomfortably) everyone was going to go out to a restaurant to eat (they had reservations made for it), but I told my mom that it was time to go home, never went to another one of these. So I met a lot of trans-people up close, but that's really as close as I let it get, I just never done the whole people thing well, especially as large a group this was.
I have considered trying again, but trying to get myself out there, well, that first step is the most difficult, nearly impossible. maybe if I met just one or two people only at a time (that's not so threatening, maybe I could handle it), perhaps I'd be better about it, I don't know. The only person I have to talk to is my mom, but we see each other every single day, and every day is pretty much the same, nothing new (okay, occasionally something interesting that happened at one of our jobs or something), or refreshingly different, we know each other too well (our thought processes are connected). I'm sure someone else would be willing to give me the chance, but me, that's something else, one of my flaws that I'd like fixed.
