Coming Out is Nuts

I recall my first week of telling people “I’m trans” and watching their face do things I had not expected. If they didn’t choke on their weeties, they at least said something weird. Some said “nothing’s changed for me, man.” Others said “oh I hope you’re safe”. And others still squeeked “hmm I see”, while a kaleidescope of sad tran tropes flickered behind their increasingly distant eyes.

“Congratulations”