The first person Ive ever told was a friend of mine who I thought had something against transgendered people, but I told her because she was just so chill. I thought she had something against us because we are such bitches to everyone, we make fun of everything and everyone. I was sexiled from my college dorm and I just felt the need to tell her so I called her up.

I was so afraid that I might lose her, but in the end, she thought it was pretty cool. We suspect that a mutual friend of ours might have a transsexual fetish so we're going to test that out LOL. I'll just wear lacy tights (supplied by my female friend) underneath my jeans and tease him with it a little... hehe. Either that or he's gay, I don't know lols.

Who was the first person you ever told? Where were you? Was it face to face? Through the phone? How old were you? How did that person take it?

My therapist. I wrote a letter during my session and gave it to her before I left, that was like 2 months ago. She was fine with it, which is good because there's way too many conservatives here.

It was someone on the internet. For the many years in between, we've been friends. That feels pretty nice. We went through transition together... well at the same time. I moved into her home and rented a room.  It was pretty nice to have someone going through the same sorts of issues to talk to on a regular basis. I owe her a lot.

Cindi

The first person I told was my mother.. We always had a great relationship, one that has simply gotten better since I told her..

I never planned for her to be the first person I told, but one day she could see I had something on my mind and badgered me until I just blurted it out..

The first person i told was my wife. I wasn't really trying to tell her! I was never going to because I was afraid I would lose her, plus I wasn't sure i was transexual! she was very homophobic and if she couldnt understand them , how would she ever understand me? I thought. I had just seen a show on TV about transexual people, It hit me in the right place and i had to tell her about the show. I got really emotional sharing thses peoples stories, when I was done she  stood up from the couch and said" OMG! you are one of them!" I agreed! she blew it of as me just being stupid. Five months later I confronted her again and explained.  She accepts me!

An older gay man I knew. He said, "You would be an absolutely beautiful girl and you should go for it".

He forgot to ask for sex at that time, but did it all the wrong ways...and he could have easily turned me back into a boy. He said now, "I missed the fact that you and I never had sex when you were a top. But I also feel this is the right path for you...even if I am giving up sex with one of the hottest little boys I've ever seen."

You guys.

The first person I talked to whom I actually knew was a friend I've known since we were 3.  She messaged me on facebook asking why it was referring to me with male pronouns.  (I was smart enough to set it to not displaying my gender but not enough to think about pronouns.  )  I did a brief "I feel more like a guy" sorta thing, and it was fine.  I did a more in depth coming out to her (about transitioning and things) just a few weeks ago through email, and she sent back lots of love and support.  It's too bad she's on the opposite side of the world for a year.

When I was 23, I told my best woman friend - she was not exactly discouraging, but very cautious about it, and it made me backpedal and decided I was dealing with internalised homophobia instead (well, I was too).
This time round, my therapist at the time. Then, everyone .

I first came out to my ex-boyfriend when I was 15. He thought it was a passing thing and it was rarely brought up, if ever. Then I stayed closeted for another 5 years and came out to another ex-boyfriend who reacted terribly. That time I decided to break up with him because I needed to be who I am even though it took me a year and a half after our break up to get my physical/legal transition really rolling!

The first person I told was one of my sisters in person. I was 19. She was always very supportive.

My sis when I was 21. She was completely supportive, but I refused to talk about it with her again and eventually she gave up trying. She was really relieved when I finally started transitioning last year.

I told a friend the same time I told myself. I came home from a conference knowing something was wrong. As I described how I'd felt there, and started to state what was bothering me I ended up crying. My friend was amazing, told me it was ok to be confused and would be ok if I was a boy. I remember being so mad at myself for not knowing. My friend was the one who reminded me that gender isn't always obvious and I'm still young (21 at the time). A few weeks of research later and I'm at my GP telling them I want to transition.

Now, not even nine months later I'm on T, legally male on my DL and passport, surgery scheduled for Jan 4th and with that will be able to finish updating my identity documents (birth certificate & social security). I've been open with everyone since that first friend, and have even worked with him on building H.A.V.E.N., a program to reduce homo-/bi-/trans- phobia in the college environment. I'm finally me, a transmale gynandromorph, and its good to be me

I honestly don't remember who the first person I told was. One of two close friends, I think, and they've probably forgotten by now; it doesn't exactly come up in casual conversation. It started with just hinting that I didn't really identify as a girl, but not as a boy either. With most people I'm out to, that's the limit of what I've told.

I had been in group therapy and my therapist was really nice and supportive of the other members. I had ropped out of the therapy group and when I figured out I needed to transition I felt safe with her so I just dropped in on her and told her what I had been thinking. She was very supportive and it was the best decision I ever made.

Huggs

Emily

First person was my wife. THAT was scary. And is. Although probably less scary than admitting to cross-dressing earlier (again, she was the first person, although at that point, she was my fiancee). I wonder if it helped that when I shared, I wasn't sure yet (and still am not completely, though it seems to fit).

First person I ever told that I thought I should have been a girl was my grandmother and I was 5 at the time. First person I told that I was transitioning was my dad.  Between all that, all my immediate family knew I had gender issues since childhood. I wish I had taken my grandmother's advice and finished college and transitioned immediately after, but back then, the resources really weren't accessible to me to do so.

My x wife then a male friend I grew up with who was actually the first person to see me enfem :-)

My husband. Well, actually, it was more of him prodding it out of me. I have known for years but never had the guts to say it. He has known for years and finally got tired of seeing me struggle with it, so he took a chance and said "You don't have to pretend anymore." It was incredibly liberating. I am glad he was the first, because he has been so supportive. And our relationship is much more healthy now.

The first person I told was a female friend who is very laid back & open minded, she was very supportive & within weeks i'd told most people I knew & only a couple of people gave me any problems.
My friend has been a huge support, i've spent many hours on the phone with her & she's been fantastic, if it wasnt for her then I doubt i'd have stayed sane

The first person I told (and apart from this forum, the only one for now) was my best friend. It felt really liberating telling someone at all.