Back home, everyone sees me as a boy, perhaps a bit feminine but definitely a boy. But take one look at me and you will see a vast difference between the boy with glasses sitting at the back of class, his head buried in some book, and the woman I can be when I'm free to do so.
In December 2011 she informed Ian Lowe, Executive Director of Pi Lambda Phi, that although she had been initiated into the fraternity as a male (in alignment with the fraternity's policies and guidelines), she now identified as a transgender woman and was in process of transitioning.
I told the students I have been with my partner Janis for 13 years, and that we have three young children. I never mentioned my transition or used the words "lesbian" or "transgender." I just let them draw their own conclusions. Then I asked if I might do an audience participation exercise.
Finding a mate who can love and accept you as you will unfortunately not come easily. Like any person, you will have to deal with rejection, heartbreak and disappointment, but don't be dismayed, because love is out there, and you can find it.
What if I did find my birth family after all these years? And how would they handle meeting a young woman instead of a baby boy who should have grown into manhood? I was left with few ideas to reconcile my concerns.
Though many guys I've dated do not and may never know the gender history of the girl they randomly made out with, I have relayed my story to a select few. But there is only one man whom I wanted to tell my story to from the very first night we met.
We must not just tell our stories to change the minds of strangers who might do us harm so that one day we'll be safe to walk down our streets; we must keep telling our stories, wholly and completely, to those who love us so that they can hold and support us and sustain us.