I'll not lie, there are parts of transition, especially in the beginning, that really suck. The potentially bad reactions of family and friends are high on that list.
But I found lots of things to be joyful about. For one thing, I narrowly averted spending my remaining years in a dreary existence as someone else's idea of who I should be. I have been clanking around in a suit of emotional armour all my life. I was happy to take it off after all these years. I am happy to be able to go forward now as myself.
I am happy for the reaction of my wife. For all my fears about how badly she would take the news, she really came through for me. Talk about testing her committment to me! She is my biggest supported, and we are closer than we ever were before. Happy doesn't begin to describe how I feel about this.
I am happy too at all the support I find from the people around me. I have been coming out to selected people for months now, and I have not had a single bad reaction. Everyone has been enthusiastically supportive, even total strangers, like the hairdresser today when I was wig shopping.
Mostly, I am happy to be myself. I spent yesterday in the city as Kathy. No worries about running into someone I know, no worries about whether I got clocked or not. Just me being me, window shopping, going to a coffee shop, chilling with some friends. The freedom was amazing.
And I couldn't have had that experience without plunging through the sucky parts.