Well, I've made no secret of my issues with women. I'm sure that these problems stem from my mommy issues, my sexual orientation, my own years of self-loathing because I hated pretending to be a woman, and the inevitable assumption by women that I was one of them--so they talked to me as they would any woman, but I was not able to relate to them well. Made me feel like some kind of alien. I just didn't care about a lot of the things they did.
All the same, I've worked on these issues and seem to be making a little progress. But now my attempts to "get over it" are making life difficult for me because I decided to be friendly with this woman at work, and things are straying into very uncomfortable territory. I told her stuff that is common knowledge to anyone who knows me, but she apparently thought I was confiding in her. So now she is confiding in me and starting to ask me questions that I consider too personal but most people don't. Like, what does my middle initial stand for and how old am I really?
I'm starting to think that I must have a rather unorthodox view of what should be private and what shouldn't. I mean, my middle name is a matter of public record, so why keep it a secret? Well, it all ties in with my being trans. I took the name pre-transition, and it's a veiled reference to my trans status. Why be private about my age? It's listed on Intelius...except that people think I'm much younger than I am (because I'm trans), and that sometimes causes problems and gets me unwanted attention and questions.
At work, I seem to be closeted about everything: trans status, sexual orientation, religious beliefs, prior relationships, age...I've been working here less than two months, and the secrecy is already starting to wear me down. But in my eyes, it all starts and ends with this one woman. If I hadn't tried this little social experiment of trying to be friendly acquaintances with her, I would have much more control, and I would be much more comfortable. I just want her to stop. And because I recently had a similar "failed" friendship with a guy, I'm fairly sure that if she were a guy, I would have a different emotional response and would figure out what to do and say. It might take some thinking and a bit of diplomacy, but I would feel differently about the whole situation. Crowded? Yes. Wanting to leave/run away? Yes. Feeling impatient, put-upon, angry, and threatened? Nope.