Well, although I've said almost from square one that I had no intentions of telling anyone that I'm transgender/bigender/gender fluid (whichever label seems to fit best at the time), I almost came out to Mum the other day. We were both sitting in the living room talking (as you do), and there was one of those between-conversation silences, and I almost said "Mum, I think I'm transgender." I'd even inhaled, ready to say it...but didn't. Every time I go to tell her, I keep thinking about the fact that it won't really do anything other than change the way she sees "her little baby girl", and maybe make her draw conclusions about me that aren't true. It won't really lead anywhere, as I see it, other than her learning some new "unable-to-be-acted-upon" information about her only daughter, and so I always (obviously) end up saying nought.
But I came so close!!!
Anyone else experience something similar?