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A few days ago I wrote a post on the subject of transgender “de-transitioning.” Shortly after I wrote it I began to worry if I sounded too flippant about the subject. Even bordering on sounding if I was “being more transgender than you.” Of course all of that would be the farthest from the truth.
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My point is everyone’s gender transition is different and it is not up to me to decide the level of difficulty, especially when it comes to the drastic move of de-transitioning.
It’s no secret rejection from family and friends plays a huge role in a smooth transition. In my case my parents had long since passed away, so I didn’t have to worry about coming out to them. That left me with my only brother and my daughter as the only blood family I had left to reveal my authentic self to. Not many people compared to others I know.
As most of you may know, my daughter turned out to be one of my biggest fans. She even treated me to a visit to her upscale beauty salon for my birthday when I came out to her. At the same time, my brother and sister in law were totally the opposite. At the time, it was near Thanksgiving which was the only holiday we still celebrated as a family. Out of respect to my brother I gave him the choice of me attending the family get together as my authentic self. After discussion…
