Early risers

Sylvie and I met at Cafe Olympico in old Montreal yesterday and she found the coffee to be as amazing as I do. As someone who is also retired she has much flexibility with her schedule and we had agreed on 7 30 am as we are both early risers.

I think about telling her that I am transgender but then the thought leaves my mind as soon as it enters. She is 69 and maybe wouldn't take the news as well? I know who I am and eventually it may come to that point. When I refer to my ex she uses the pronoun he and she knows I have grown children so I know she does not know however I will cross that bridge when I get there. I know my friend Sherry would say that it is entirely my business but then she is with a man who does not know her past.

As transgender people we fear rejection and it is understandable many of us appreciate falling under the radar if possible. We just want to lead our lives in peace. It is not about passing but simply about escaping the stigma of being singled out for being different.

Everyone who knows about me has been supportive but now I am in an awkward stage where some know and some don't. I am not going to worry about it because doing so might lead to me thinking that I am somehow apologizing for who I am.

Ain't gonna happen.