Back when I started transition all I wanted to do was to pass successfully as a woman (and hopefully be reasonably attractive into the bargain!) It wasn't a case of actively trying to hide something, but rather a case of trying to move towards some ideal of my true self that I'd carried in my head for a long time...
As the years passed I started to realise I was living in stealth, although it had never been a conscious decision on my part. Quite simply I was passing, meeting new people who'd never known me before, loving life and just living...
Living in stealth (apart from with family and childhood friends of course...) seemed to pose no particular problems, and in many ways definitely made my life far simpler than it otherwise might have been (especially in terms of friendships and jobs). No awkward questions, no special treatment...
However, as the years have gone by my approach has changed a little and now when I find myself in a friendship that really means something to me, I find I absolutely have to talk about my trans history. Of course this is still not something I do with all friends, just the really important, close ones.
By sharing these intimate details of my life, I feel reassured that my close friends understand me much better, and especially when I have slightly unusual reactions in certain situations. For example, they then understand why I've got no kids even though I'd love to have them, why I'm often slow getting involved with men because of the nagging fear I'll be rejected for my trans past (yes, I know we don't need to tell them, but I just always feel I have to), etc...
In my experience, the fact of sharing this part of me with certain people has further reinforced already strong relationships. Thus far, I've never lost a friend I told, and have always been lucky to discover just how good a friend I really had!
I suppose, what I'm trying to say is that basically when I was growing up it was hell being in that lonely, personal prison, unable to show myself for who I really was, and I just can't accept the idea of locking myself away again from the people I love and leaving this planet just as lonely as when I arrived.
MVER XXX