In 2010, I stood in front of the Trevi Fountains and wished the next time I was there I'd be fully transitioned. Many times, I've wondered about starting over again. I may have that chance.
Today, I received a job offer on the west coast, relocating me halfway across the continent. I alone would move. It would mean moving away from friends and family. And the climate (and culture) would be quite different.
On one hand, I am excited: I have a chance to be who I want to be without any history, without preconceptions. No one will be be seeing someone who "has changed".
On the other hand, I am fearful. In part because I have (at least the illusion of) security. People accept me here, both in and without the LBGT community. I think I understand what I should fear and what I should not.
I am conflicted because I know a choice into the unknown may finally set me free but that also means I can never come back.
I have 11 days to decide.
If you had such a choice, what would be your reasoning?