I never had the courage to come out to any friend until I met someone who one day came out and told me he was transitioning to female, developing his own breasts, and so on. It was then that I shared with him that I was a crossdresser. He told a lady who was in her 50s about this too, and she was very accepting, so I let her known about my crossdressing too. He moved to another store about 2 or 3 weeks ago, and I was very sad to see him go. But the three of us were planning a girls' night out, which would have been my first time out en femme.
Last night at work, I found out he committed suicide, shooting himself in the stomach. That's all I know for now. He was a good friend and always seemed to be in a good mood, never seemed depressed. He was the last person I ever thought would do something like this.