Over the past few days, one thing that's really stuck with me is how - if you tell (cisnormative) people that you're trans, very often they'll respond as if you've told them you have a tremendously severe, awful illness. Even if they're very supportive!
Even in the best case, it's usually mildly crestfallen heartbreak thinly concealed behind polite understanding. There's always a general color of "I hope you get better" to their words, and it's never clear if that means "I hope you realize your goal of being yourself" or "I hope you go back to who I expect you were".
Once, just once, I wish I could find celebration and joy with other people over being trans. For me, being a girl is a happy, incredibly wonderful feeling, and I want to share that with others. The more I feel this low-level despair when I make myself known, the more I feel like... maybe I'm in the wrong.


