Graham was a guy I hooked up with in a gay bar in early 1979.I was wearing stretch jeans and Cuban heeled boots,he said I had great legs and ass and with my long hair I looked like a girl so I told him I wanted to be one.He was OK about it a year later I came out to a couple of friends and they were too.I wonder why it took me  nearly 10 years to do anything about it!

My ex. We were pretty well into the relationship, but in the first year, I told him that I identified as male. I was fairly unconventional when he met me, and I was casting off the whole girl charade, getting my hair cut, and buying men's clothing. So he was attracted to all of that, apparently.

Right before I met my ex, I was in another relationship when I read a book about FTM transsexuals. I don't know what my partners thought of it or whether they knew; I was probably dropping hints, but I really don't remember. Then again, I came out of the closet and went back in so quickly that I might not have given them any hints at all.

My mother, but it would not have happened had I not been kicked out of the military for it first. I think having to stand in front of the base commander while he told me and my superiors that I had GID and was leaving for my own safety, gave me a bit of courage.

I first came out to one of my best friends who took in her stride and was basically like 'cool, when are you going to come out and what movie do you wanna watch tomorrow night?'

Her reply helped heaps. I then told a friend on the internet and then my brother. All were amazingly supportive.
I was gradual but I got there over a couple of months