So I went out this weekend as the new me..two nights in a row!
Friday night, I joined a group of seven other girls for food/drinks at a townie bowling alley/club (I live in Central MA). I felt the most comfortable of any time I can remember as a guy. My friends in the group were excited to see me as she, and the new friends were just as accepting. And one guy wanted to dance with me, he thought I was super cute
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Saturday night, I went to dinner at a high end restaurant in Boston with my uncle, also my housemate. He's been a little weird about my transitioning, but not to say against it at all. He's just learning is all. But at dinner, we were conferring with the sommelier, and my uncle called me Victoria..I've been trying to pick the right name, and my heart jumped when he said it. It's perfect.
I make a cute girl, but I know I don't totally pass. I thought this would bother me, but it really hasn't. I'm too happy and excited to get ever closer to fully becoming Victoria. I was not happy as a teenager, and this journey is giving me a glimpse of what it was like to be a giddy, emotional youth.
