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Have you ever attended a class reunion as your new transgender self?
I haven’t and don’t plan on going to one now, so I haven’t. In fact, several years ago, I resisted a temptation to accept an invitation to my fiftieth year high school reunion. I had several reasons for hiding out and not attending the reunion.
The main reason was, I didn’t particularly have many friends when I was in school. I just had transferred into the school and had a difficult time making any sort of real friends since I was so shy. I was especially backwards around girls and didn’t have my first date until well into my junior year. So I didn’t have anyone I really wanted to see after all the time which had went by. I felt if the overwhelmingly majority, of the students I went to school with back in the day didn’t want to deal with me in school, why would they want to deal with me now.
Another main factor in me not going to the reunion was I didn’t want to be viewed as some sort of a side show since I figured I would be the only transgender participant who attended. Plus my Mom was a very popular teacher at the school I went to, so I was afraid more of the people who attended the reunion would remember me for her and not the other way around. And as far as those who would be possibly wowed at the change in me would be few and far between because (as I said) they didn’t remember anyhow.
