Once upon a time, a good friend of mine asked me why I never talked about being transgender. She was just trying to let me know that she was cool with me being trans and was there for me if I wanted to talk about it. And while I was thankful, I had to tell her that the reason I never brought it up was because she was the first friend I had made that never met old boy me.
Having friends like that makes me feel more normal. With them I can just be me. When I hang out with friends that knew me before, a small part of me can't help but think that they're judging me a little. Like maybe they think I'm a fake or a weirdo. But for people who have known only the real me, then I'm just me. It makes me feel more at ease with myself.
On an unrelated note, these are some pictures from New Year's Eve this year (or last year?). We had fun time out in Brooklyn. Plus I really wanted to share these pictures before February at least. Let's hope for a good 2018.
|Kath and I impatiently waiting for midnight.|