You make complete sense, Cindi. That's how I feel, exactly. It's difficult enough being visible, being different, and still dealing with your own stuff at the same time. All I want is a life. The life I have is quite satisfactory to me. I do not want my life on public display.
I'm not ashamed of who I am. In this small town, people sometimes find out who I don't intend to find out, but if I treat it as no big deal, they're less likely to run around and say 'psst, that lawyer is a transsexual'.
I took my mum to the grocery store today and I left with the groceries while she was still paying. The checkout woman said to my mum 'is that your son?'. Mum said 'yes'. She said 'he's a good lawyer. I was a witness in one of his cases'. Mum said when she got to the car that she was proud to have a son who's known in the community in a good way.
I can't remember the woman at all, unfortunately, so I don't know when she was a witness for me, but it was probably fairly close to my transition, so she probably knows (I'm figuring, because I don't remember her, it must have been a while ago). But she was completely respectful to my mum and to me. That kind of person knowing, I don't mind at all.
If I was an 'activist', I think I'd change fewer minds than I do just being quietly me.
Dennis