Today, October 11, is National Coming Out Day. And what do you know--as it turned out, today was actually the day I came out to everyone at work. I had the most wonderful day at work in my whole life! This is the happiest I have ever been.
First I went to my favorite salon and got my hair styled. The stylist was not only excellent at her work, she engaged me in girl-talk the whole time. I got highlights and a soft, feminine cut that flatters my face. I was awed when I saw the results! I've never looked this good before. I had to pay more than I could afford, but it was worth it because I now pass better than ever. I wore a new black Tahari skirt suit, a very feminine ivory blouse, two-inch heels.
While I was at the salon, the boss called an all-hands meeting. He sent me this report:
Subject: Update
Hypatia,
Good afternoon. I held an all hands meeting this morning. I let the program know about your transition, name change, and the use of the ladies' restroom. It went well, Hypatia.
Please let me know if you need anything. I will catch up with you soon.
Take care.Right after the meeting, one of my female co-workers sent me this e-mail:
Subject: Welcome!
I have come to admire your exquisite work, now I also admire your courage. You take my breath away.I finally went to the ladies' room which I had used to bypass, on the way into the men's room I used to sigh and dream of the day I could make the switch. I found that the ladies' room was much nicer inside with all kinds of nicely scented hand soaps and moisturizing lotions provided.
Many people, men and women, came by my desk to congratulate me and express their support. I received a lot of compliments on my looks. One of my co-workers is from Kurdistan and remarked that my new real name is the word for "beautiful" in the Kurdish language. Everyone in management came around to ask if it was going well and if there was anything they could do. They were so concerned that others might disrespect me--but on the contrary, everyone was good to me.
I also went to the post office and applied for my new passport, my first official ID as female, I had the doctor's letter and my name change court order, the woman who photographed me and took my application said I have beautiful eyes and she was very supportive too.
Today I was thinking this is a level of happiness I've known only in dreams, I had to pinch myself to be sure I was in real life. I have been saying many prayers of thanks.

What a tremendous relief this is!