Ever since my roommate moved out I've been dressing every night after I get home from work or school or whatever, and I'm starting to feel more comfortable alone as a girl, then when I'm in public as a guy.
As a result of that, and reading a lot of philosophy about the nature of being, becoming, and personal identity I'm starting to think that it's in my best interest to come out. Like always when I get to this point, I'm going to start with the stupidest possible person and tell my girlfriend.
The situation is thus: before we started dating she, combined with peer pressure and alcohol, has gotten me into dresses because she seems to perceive me as a kind of doll, and she's always joking about getting me into make-up. One day I suggested that she was into "that sort of thing" and she told me that I had misread her. I don't really see how I could possibly have misread that. But yeah, her pet name for me is "princess" and she's always telling me what a pretty boy I am and whatnot. Now, we have a mutual best friend who I *am* out to, so it makes me wonder.
Anyways, I've been reading Nietzsche's "On the Use and Abuse of History for Life," and a big part of that is to remember the past when it aids you in pressing towards what you will of the future, and to forget the past when it doesn't. Is this one of those situations where I should treat the past as a blank slate where two of my previous relationships were ruined completely by my coming out? Or should I be distinctly aware that that's what happened?