So far, my coming out to family has been quite the show. No one has been happy. Everyone hurt. It seems that they all feel that starting HRT should have been a group decision, rather than my own, that they all should have been consulted first and this put to a vote. I'm steadfast in my choice and understand the hurt on both sides, the alienation. And I'm sorry for it all. I know that I'm older. It just took me loner to figure out all out and come to terms with it all; that I can't change. I can change and control what lies ahead though.
To make things more complicated for me, I meet with my boss, who is also my step-son tonight to try to sort things out. I'd never hurt anyone and enough hurt has been spread around already. If he wants me to just go away quietly when it comes time for me for the RLE part, then I'm fine with that. I already know that I'm losing everything that I love at home, but it was either that or continue on as I was. That just wasn't acceptable any longer.
But I'd been dreaming of this for what had seemed like forever, and now and am starting to feel glimpses of happiness within myself.
