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I "came out" on Monday afternoon with a cis girl I used to live with in 2009 and 2010.

Her name is Stefani (Spanish-language version).  She was 19 then 20 years old she lived with me in my house in an intimate relationship in 2009 and 2010 for 5 or 6 months.  She is beautiful with 36C boobs and great hair.

So now she is around 24 years old.  I haven't seen her or spoken with her in nearly 4 nears, when, out of the blue, she found me on Facebook and asked to be my friend on Facebook.  I accepted, and we started chatting occasionally via phone or Facebook.

Via FB and phone, I told her I have been taking female hormones for about 2 months, and that I am probably bi-sexual.

She said at first (in Spanish of course, since this is the language here where I live): "I don't believe you!  You never showed anything like THAT while we were together."

I said: "I was hiding my feminine and bi-sexual side of me from myself, and from the whole world, in 2009 and 2010."

She said: "Well, I don't agree with it."

We didn't talk for a couple of weeks after that, but then she contacted me again, and said she might want to get a new roommate, and asked what I would charge her to rent a room to her at the condo where I live.  Stefani then said asked me what I am currently looking for in a romantic relationship, as if to imply she might want that with me, potentially.

I told her I am in love with Johana, a beautiful 27 year old cis female who lives 60 miles away, and might move in soon with me.

I said she might be able to be my roommate, subject to approval from Johana, if in fact Johana moves in with me anytime soon.

I said that if Johana doesn't move in with me soon...which would make me heartbroken... :(

Then I suppose I would look for another boyfriend or girlfriend, since I am bi....

Stefani said she still didn't beleive me...

So when she came to my house on Monday afternoon, she met my beautiful princess 6 year old daughter Nicole who told me she didn't remember Stefani because Nicole was only 2 year old when Stefani lived with me in the intimate relationship...

And, most important of all...

I took off my socks, and Stefani saw my beautiful red polished toenails which Nicole my daughter painted on for me...

She looked absolutely shocked...this made me feel happy, that Stefani saw my beautiful red toenails.

Then I unbuttoned my boy's shirt, and showed her my boobies and nipples....she couldn't believe it....

I simply said to her, "Stefani, as you can see, I am partly a girl now.  My breasts are REAL, yes?  You can see them with your own eyes, yes?"

Well, Stefani couldn't deny the very obvious physical REALITY in front of her...

So, her opinion SUDDENLY CHANGE FOR THE BETTER!!!

She said, "Do you use makeup?"

I said, "Of course I use makeup, sometimes.  Obviously.  I am female."

She then gave me some great makeup tips, and pulled out some foundation and wrote down the specific brand of foundation, showed me how and where to apply it to my face, told me the exact color of foundation to buy (No. 1, since my skin is very white -- she uses No. 2, of this particular brand of foundation).

She told me the very best parts of my face to put on blush, and which parts of my face NOT to put blush onto.

Then she said, "Before I go, do you want me to polish your fingernails?"  And I said, sure, great, I would love it if you were to paint my fingernails beautiful bright red.

So Stefani painted my nails, and then we went into the elevator WITH MY FINGERNAILS POLISHED to go down to street level for her to catch a taxi to her home.  My beautiful princess 6 year old daughter Nicole was with us going down the elevator.

After we got on the elevator, I hid my polished fingernails in my pockets as we walked, since I haven't "come out" yet at my apartment complex.

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Wow, girls....

Stefani, who absolutely refused to accept my transition to the girl that I am, initially anyway...

Upon SEEING ME IN PERSON for the first time in 4 years...ACCEPTED ME

and

painted my nails for me, beautiful bright red

and

gave me makeup tips...

Wow!

This sure made my day on Monday, gals...

This experience gives me more courage to experiment with "coming out" to more people...

Hugs,
Johanna
9 and a half weeks on HRT and in the sky with happiness about my life right now.

:)

The range of experiences we each have with people we know is vast and often unexpected. Frequently those closest to us resist the most and those less close, whom we wonder about, sometimes become our most ardent supporters.

It starts as denial for your friends. Then they get interested in the idea as you as a female and will use you as a attention piece. Once their filled of this new experience in several months and your feeling great . You will be shut out like you were never known and just be a conversational item to their gossip group. 

After a year of meeting new people and spending tons of time and emotional effort into these people. I can wholeheartedly say that people will be interested initially. But will ultimately use and disgard you because your one of "those people".  I've gotton very close to several women and they all had the this same pattern. They are all willing in the beginning and will help dress you to their style. Then after everything appears to be going well. Pow an axcuse will happen and their gone.


I hope your story will be a better one. But what/how she has acted really seems like the experiences I have received.

^^ It's like you're a novelty. The novelty wears off as you get more closely inspected. Then they decide you're not pretty enough (or too weird) to at least keep you around as a 'friend' to help raise their social proofing (everyone is about their social image and who they hang out with) and they drop you.

Quote from: LizMarie on August 20, 2014, 03:09:10 PM
The range of experiences we each have with people we know is vast and often unexpected. Frequently those closest to us resist the most and those less close, whom we wonder about, sometimes become our most ardent supporters.

Well, Liz Marie...indeed!

This evening, Stefani said to me on FB she wants to visit me at my house on Saturday.  This is in friendship only from my viewpoint, as I am in love with Johana who I hope moves in with me soon.

Stefani, who saw me for the first time in 4 years on Monday, after she saw my boobies and nail polish, totally changed...painted my nails and gave me makeup tips.

:)

Tonight Thursday, she told me that when she comes over to see me on Saturday, that she wants to give me more makeup tips and soon wants to send me a list of suggested makeup items for me.

Wow!

Here is a copy and paste of our Facebook conversation about it...

puedes darme mas "tips" de maquellaje

Ok

Pronto te envió una lista
magifico!

Rofl, how very great, girls!

Remember that just last week she told me by phone that: "I don't approve that you like guys and are attracted to them!"

So, we will see how this develops.

Great fun!  And friendship.

And I still have a lot to learn about makeup, so getting expert tips and a ton of specific advice from a beautiful 24 year old cis ex-live-in gf who is now just a friend, who obviously knows all about makeup, judging by the fact that guys are forever "hitting" on her...

...Even when she lived with me for many months 4 years ago, guys would always "hit" on her, even in my presence...so she certainly knows how to be stunningly attractive...

How great to have her now, as a female friend, expert coach, on makeup for ME!!!

Wow this is great.

Johanna.

Quote from: Evelyn K on August 20, 2014, 05:57:26 PM
^^ It's like you're a novelty. The novelty wears off as you get more closely inspected. Then they decide you're not pretty enough (or too weird) to at least keep you around as a 'friend' to help raise their social proofing (everyone is about their social image and who they hang out with) and they drop you.

Well, Evelyn, this is possible.  I am now at the sort of "awkward" stage where I am sometimes called "ma'am" when in boy clothes, yet in public I don't wear makeup etc. most of the time, only a little of the time, so yes people are currently "inspecting me"....

...what a great way to phrase this, Evelyn...I never thought of saying it this way, but you "hit the nail on the head" -- exactly correct --

In the last week or so, I am getting a LOT of strange looks from both people I know, and people who are strangers, as they "inspect me" as you say, Evelyn...

They are looking me over, from head to toe, up and down, vertically...

Scanning my entire body...

Never have I experienced anything like this.

It is SO strange, Evelyn...

WOW do I feel happy!

:)

Johanna.