Sharon
11-27-2004, 05:27 PM
Well -- I've finally told someone about Sharon.
My sister came to visit me at my request and after talking about everything but transgenderism for a couple hours, she finally came out and asked me what was on my mind. I hemmed and hawed for a minute or so and then took a deep swallow and told her. I told her that I was still the same person that she knows as her brother, but that there's an equally viable woman who she doen't know. I told her everything I wasn't (homosexual or transsexual), but that I just needed someone I loved to know who I was and why I was this way.
I was shocked by how calmly she took the news. LOL -- she had been thinking that I was going to tell her that I was dying! You need to understand that I tend to keep heavy things private because I don't like people worrying or fussing about me. I had tendon transplants in both knees eight years ago, and I only told my family when it was over and I was completely healed. And there are other things equally significant that I only disclosed until well after the fact. Weird I know, but that's how I am.
I can't explain how good it feels to be open with her. She didn't ask many questions, only that she was happy that I was happy. To my surprise, no one in the family ever suspected anything. Years of worry about nothing!!
I showed her my wardrobe -- she likes my taste, but then she should, it's almost identical to hers! -- and she even laughed that she was sorry we couldn't borrow one another's clothing, she being about six inches shorter and model thin. I don't think I'm ready for anything like that anyway.
We talked for a few more hours, about everything!, and then she left, still loving me and respecting me. I guess I shouldn't have worried about that so much, but I was terrified she would think less of me or that I was some kind of sick-o.
My other sister, who I had also invited up, ended up not being able to make it, so I guess I'm going to have to go through this again! I think I need to wait a little while though.
So that's it!
Love, Sharon
My sister came to visit me at my request and after talking about everything but transgenderism for a couple hours, she finally came out and asked me what was on my mind. I hemmed and hawed for a minute or so and then took a deep swallow and told her. I told her that I was still the same person that she knows as her brother, but that there's an equally viable woman who she doen't know. I told her everything I wasn't (homosexual or transsexual), but that I just needed someone I loved to know who I was and why I was this way.
I was shocked by how calmly she took the news. LOL -- she had been thinking that I was going to tell her that I was dying! You need to understand that I tend to keep heavy things private because I don't like people worrying or fussing about me. I had tendon transplants in both knees eight years ago, and I only told my family when it was over and I was completely healed. And there are other things equally significant that I only disclosed until well after the fact. Weird I know, but that's how I am.
I can't explain how good it feels to be open with her. She didn't ask many questions, only that she was happy that I was happy. To my surprise, no one in the family ever suspected anything. Years of worry about nothing!!
I showed her my wardrobe -- she likes my taste, but then she should, it's almost identical to hers! -- and she even laughed that she was sorry we couldn't borrow one another's clothing, she being about six inches shorter and model thin. I don't think I'm ready for anything like that anyway.
We talked for a few more hours, about everything!, and then she left, still loving me and respecting me. I guess I shouldn't have worried about that so much, but I was terrified she would think less of me or that I was some kind of sick-o.
My other sister, who I had also invited up, ended up not being able to make it, so I guess I'm going to have to go through this again! I think I need to wait a little while though.
So that's it!
Love, Sharon