Soooooo this didn't go quite as planned.
Last night, my girlfriend asked me if everything was ok. She had noticed I'd been a bit distant recently. I assured her everything was ok, and that I loved her, but apparently that wasn't quite enough.
She's always up before me, and this morning she came into the room to wake me up, and my day started with:
"Is there something you want to talk to me about that you've been hiding?"
Me = deer in headlights.
I tried to play it cool like "Why? What's wrong?" hoping/praying it was just further worrying from the night before.
"It's ok. I know."
I must have sat there for minutes just staring at her, not knowing what to do.
Turns out, she was so bothered by my distance lately that she couldn't sleep. She was up at 3am, and went looking on my laptop for something, anything, that would tell her what was going on with me. She noticed a lot of the 'likes' I've done on Twitter recently have been of trans women I follow. She noticed blog posts by trans singer of Against Me in my history.
Then the bombshell: the recent uploads list for my Dropbox are literally just two files - my avatar, and a draft of my coming out letter for Facebook.
I didn't know what to do. I asked if we could talk after work.
"Of course. But before we do that, I just want you to know that this doesn't change anything. I still love you. I'm here for you, and I'm still going to marry you someday."
I don't deserve this woman.