Big hugs, ImagineKate.
My transition made me realize a few things about people that I never had before:
Most people have ZERO experience with transgender people that are "out" and have no freaking clue what to do when they encounter one. I'm pretty sure that most people's experiences are limited to COPS and Jerry Springer.
Some people will never pull their heads out of their butts. (If I ever invent the rectocranial extractor, I'll be sure to let you know.)
Life is far too precious and short to spend it with douchenozzles. My transition announcement was what showed me what all the people in my life were REALLY made of. I know who my friends truly are now and I know whom to avoid.
People's opinions of LGBT can/do evolve, so I'm glad now that I never burned a bridge.
If you're out to one person or they suspect something's up with you, don't assume they can/will keep it to themselves forever. I seized control of the situation by making sure everyone knew on my terms before the rumor mill took over. I just assume now that everyone that I ever knew in my life knows by now. Let's face it, being trans is still some pretty juicy gossip. Now there are people who only ever knew me as Jill who find out later through the rumor mill that I used to be a Greg. Whatever. I just assume everyone who doesn't know will eventually. I don't exactly go around with a neon sign that says I'm trans, but I'm certainly not ashamed of it. Suffice to say I'm really fun at parties.
More hugs,
Jill