Clearly a former friend of mine kinda did. Context, I’m a trans guy, and before my egg cracked I was a “butch lesbian” who had already been clocked at least once as trans because I presented like a guy and not a butch lesbian.
2012, sci fi club room, there’s a small group of us working on homework on our laptops. My friend walks in.
Friend: Huh, that’s weird, there aren’t any women here.
Me: Huh?
Friend: You don’t count.
Me: ???.. Uh… 😬… 🤯… 🐣
Three days later:
Friend: Hey I’ve got something to tell you.
Me: I’ve got to get to class, can we talk after.
Friend: Yeah, but it is really important. Text me right after.
I walk away thinking “either he is really a she or my BO is really bad”… and I caught up with her after class and she came out as trans. I came out to her three weeks later.
Clearly a former friend of mine kinda did. Context, I’m a trans guy, and before my egg cracked I was a “butch lesbian” who had already been clocked at least once as trans because I presented like a guy and not a butch lesbian.
2012, sci fi club room, there’s a small group of us working on homework on our laptops. My friend walks in.
Friend: Huh, that’s weird, there aren’t any women here.
Me: Huh?
Friend: You don’t count.
Me: ???.. Uh… 😬… 🤯… 🐣
Three days later:
Friend: Hey I’ve got something to tell you.
Me: I’ve got to get to class, can we talk after. Friend: Yeah, but it is really important. Text me right after.
I walk away thinking “either he is really a she or my BO is really bad”… and I caught up with her after class and she came out as trans. I came out to her three weeks later.