Coming out day

I guess this is “coming out day.” It’s a funny thing for me to think about now, after years of being very visible and now not being so visible. Now and then I think about how these days there are people I work with who may or may not know that I’m trans, I honestly don’t know if they know. That didn’t used to be a thing! I was that person with a beard who wore dresses, everyone, you know, noticed that.

I think it was last year that for the first time I consciously made the decision to go ahead and out myself to someone selling things at an art fest in order to make a comment about a trans interpretation of their items. It didn’t used to be a decision like that!

It’s also been recently dawning on me that mentioning my girlfriend now constitutes outing myself as a lesbian, which is not at all how that used to work!

I had some really fun experiences being very visible—little kids said the cutest things sometimes—but it was also stressful at times and being, as far as I can tell, basically invisible is just amazing. Even if it does lead to me pondering whether I really want to mention something to someone now and then.