The first person I came out to about the possibility being transgender was a partner with whom I was in a relationship. It was late Spring 2011, and the thought had been heavy on my mind for the last couple of months.
Before then? Quite honestly, I didn’t have a concept of what transgender meant, at least as it applied to me. Oh, in some small way, I understood that the term encompassed a group of minorities that put the T in the now-familiar LGBT acronym. I even vaguely remember being pissed the hell off when I heard that HRC had put their support behind a non-trans-inclusive version of ENDA back in 2007, although apart from a self-righteous ideological sense of unequivocal unfairness, I probably couldn’t have told you why I was angry at the time. (more…)