I had in no way planned or intended to be coming out to anyone today, or any time soon really. Also, I had a clear idea of which of my colleagues I would speak to first and it was not the one I ended up speaking to. It was the office Christmas lunch and this is quite a boozy event. I had much too much to drink, but so did everyone else so that’s all good. I’m not sure how it came about but one of the young women asked me what my secret wish was. I think it was because she had a piercing in the morning and so she asked what piercings or tattoos I was holding back from getting. I said none, which is truthful. She said well there is something though, and I said it was far too complicated to share. A bit later on, we had moved to another bar and she smilingly asked if I was drunk enough yet to tell her. I laughed and said no. Later still (but still only 5:30 or something!) she asked me again. And I said no I couldn’t tell her that. She promised to keep a secret ...
I’m just a boy who dreams of being a girl. These are my musings about that journey as I try to work out exactly what that means.