Had a typical transgender love/hate day. My family went to a our best friends daughters wedding. The love, friendship, and good time was rampant.
Intertwined with the evening was my absolute hatred of the suit and tie I was wearing, my jealousy of how beautiful the women looked and my recognition that I would be rejected by many if I came out...
When those negative thoughts started to take hold, I did what I had to...I got up and danced!
Works every time!
Who wants to spend time in a pity party?