Maybe because it happened SO late in my life, that I came out to MYSELF first... that I finally admitted my 'case' - girl inside - I cried buckets!
At the same time I came out to the only person that I though (at the time) would have some empathy, a male gay friend.
It all happened 3am in the morning, and I'm surprised my keyboard still worked after that first long email when it all poored forth with loads of tears and snot.
In any case, yes and YES again, if we come out, every new relating of it is, initially at least, VERY traumatic. VERY.
And tears are the only thing that try to wash the soul of all the accumulated hurt inside of us.
Yet --- it is nobodies fault, neither is it ours.
It's just what life has handed us and we ARE smart and bright enough to deal with it.
A religious person (I'm actually not really myself), a homeopath I went to the day after it all happened, told me: "God (life) only hands you what you can deal with..." Amen.
The way I was dealing with it was maybe just a bit different to what she had though it would be?
Here I am 1 1/2 years later and 8 days to SRS, only few sad tears now and again, and so often tears of joy these days.
Bless you all babes and dudes :-)
Axelle