The Fear and Anticipation of that first Outing

This holiday season, I am reminded of the emotional roller coaster we all go through. The anticipation and excitement are also combined with levels of fear and depression… and for those of use who are “different,” the fear and depression are overwhelming. I found my earlier days filled with isolated joy because I made it a point to avoid everyone during what should be a joyous occasion. While I learned from those experiences, the feelings I have from them continue to remain.

Those who know me well know I am and will probably always remain in the closet, but there have been many times where I have stepped out to view the world covered in makeup and feeling femme. There was even a time where I did it in front of friends – which was one of the scariest times in my life. Not because of how I looked, but more because of how I thought they would view me from that day forward. The thought of being view differently was terrifying and I can’t imagine the amount of emotions that others feel, when they decide to unveil themselves to friends and family.

My family and I have been distant for years and I never had the courage to tell them how I felt and who I really am, but I have had friends who have gone through this and talked about their courageous act of opening up to their family. Some supportive and some not, but I have admired these wonderful people ever since.

I often wondered what that was like… talking to your family about your decision to transition or to live life as transgender. I used to sit in my apartment every year playing it out in my head, wondering if my family would embrace me or reject me. Would I defend myself or sit there and take more abuse from my family? It’s a tough thing to live in fear… and tougher when you fear family. It can isolate us sometimes. This is where we can turn to our friends and regain the support we need and feel free to be happy.

I enjoy my trips to Europe. I usually go a few times a year on business, but I don’t enjoy the trips because of the sites and sounds of different countries. I enjoy the opportunity to be who I want to. I can step out without the fear of being recognized. Being able to walk down the streets of London or Amsterdam or Paris in my favorite dress and heels is not only exhilarating but liberating. The feeling of anticipation just before a trip becomes exciting and the plane ride feels like a short puddle jump across the state because my head is filled with thoughts of what I am going to do while I am abroad.

I have a few friends just outside of London I visit every time I am in town and we always enjoy a couple of days going out an about – shopping enjoying the sites, but I have to admit that first time I met with them had to have been the scariest feeling I had ever had. Figuring out what to wear took all day. Do I dress conservatively or slutty? What were my friends expecting. Walking up to the front door of my friend’s flat and building up the nerve to knock on the door was agonizing. The best part of course was seeing the door open and receiving a great big hug from my friends. The support took away the fear and gave me a wonderful feeling of calm.

Some of you may be thinking that I can’t begin to understand the fear and anticipation you feel being in front of your family… and you are probably right, but I do have similar feelings. I am filled with curiosity about your first outing or the difficult time you had coming out to your loved ones. Did you shock them or prep them for what was coming? Did you tell them all at once or individually? What was their reaction and did it change your decision or outlook?

I welcome your stories of coming out and how you dealt with the emotions. It may help me better understand and it will definitely help others who a continue to fight the struggle of coming out. to family and friends. Remember that this is a time of sharing and being with those you love… be with them, share with them, and be you – no matter who “you” want to be.

Happy holidays from MCQ

M. C. Questgend

mcquestgend.com

Born in 1971, M.C. Questgend traveled the country with his parents as a military brat. Settling in Texas where he was first introduced to alternative lifestyles, he was able to finish high school and continue his new "hobby" in college. After college, he and "she" returned to start a family, but the strain of his "secret" was too much for his now ex-wife. Married a second time was not the answer, so M.C. has transferred the stress to the pen and keyboard. Writing erotic stories - some loosely based on his and "her" life as well as stories involving aspects of the LGBT community, a community and lifestyle he has come to privately embrace. M.C. Questgend is a pen name used to protect his privacy and anonymity. The intent was to write stories that entertain, inspire and motivate - which are as much sensual and heartwarming as they are sexual and explicit. Want to know more about M.C.? Visit http://www.mcquestgend.com or follow M.C. on Twitter (http://www.twitter.com/mcquestgend).

7 thoughts on “The Fear and Anticipation of that first Outing

  1. Believe in GOD because GOD believes in you. Talk to your family and put your faith first and you will find the happiness you seek.

  2. The only coming out that really mattered, the only reaction I really cared about, was with my wife. It was a terrifying conversation, and I sobbed through most of it, but she was amazing – confused and surprised, but without the anger and disgust I had feared.

    We took a weekend vacation not long after that, which was the first time she saw me as Sally – away from home, where we didn’t have to worry about running into anybody who might recognize me. I’m rather androgynous on a day-to-day basis, but we get out about once a month to grab dinner, check out a show, or hit the casino as girlfriends.

    Over the years I’ve really let her take the lead on deciding which friends and family members are ready to know, which is strangely liberating. There are family members we’ll never come out to, but that’s okay because I can be myself with those who matter most.

    The holidays can be sad and lonely, but here’s hoping yours are as wonderful as you deserve. 🙂

    1. What a wonderful story… and what’s even better is that it speaks truth of how loved ones can support loved ones in spite of confusion and fear. It is also a somewhat common story of those courageous enough to speak with loved ones about the choice they are making. No story is wonderful and happy. The journey is filled with rough roads along the way and steep cliffs that can be difficult to see when we are impatient. The challenge is not running right off the cliff. Instead, pausing… looking around and making the decision to go around the cliff to get to the other side.

      I saw this cliff many times and almost jumped, but it was friends who helped me realize that I could be me, even if I chose a very private life. Not everyone chooses this and that is OKAY! As long as you find some happiness everyday and if in your search for happiness you make the choice to talk to others about who you are and how you wish to live your life – then you should be commended and celebrated and supported. If your privacy is your happy place then look in the mirror everyday and remind yourself that you are GREAT and should be respected.

      Happy Holidays

  3. Honesty is still the best policy and not talking about your feelings and life choices just means you are not being honest with yourself. It is harder to hide and explain when the truth is discovered. The sooner you talk to your family the better.

    1. I agree. If you struggle with your identity it is a good idea to seek help. I would suggest a good therapist before talking to your loved ones.

  4. I spoke to my family early on and it was not a good talk. I was kicked out and stayed with friends for a while until I could afford a place of my own. I tried to stay in secret for a while but I became too excited and let my guard down and was outed. It’s not an easy life living in the closet. there’s not enough room to stretch out.

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