Uncovering Kyra one step at a time
Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2006 10:01 pm
We moved to Colorado, you all know that much. Amber's mom moved in with us. I think I've mentioned that once or twice. It was a bit of an adjustment having another adult in the house. Can you see the problem? With my extracurricular activities and mom around all the time, I was caught between a rock and a hard place. My predicament led me to the obvious decision of coming out. So I first spoke to Amber about it. Asked if she had any reservations, etc. We spoke at length, discussing pros and cons, and I said okay. Time to tell. So I mustered up my courage....
and chickened out.
I made excuses to myself for two weeks, three weeks, and after a month had passed, my lovely bride (bless her!) decided to soften the blow. She spoke to her mom for me. I kinda knew she'd be okay with it, but I just didn't know how to broach the subject. So now Mom knows. I must admit, she's been really cool about it. She (like most) doesn't understand the 'why' but doesn't really care as long as I'm good to her daughter and grandkids. (Which she knows I will!)
Wait, there's more to it!
When Amber and I spoke prior to telling mom, she said to me, "If you tell mom, my sister WILL find out."
Two days ago, guess who found out? Yep, my sister-in-law. I wasn't really worried about that either. You see, she's probably the only relative I could walk up to and say "Oh by the way, I'm a crossdresser." and then talk about anything under the sun. She's just one of those really non-judgemental people that are a pleasure to know.
So now I can add two more names to the list. I know, I didn't come right out and tell them myself, but they know regardless. That's just fine with me. Little by little, I'll work my way up to being known by everyone I care about. Baby steps. One small task at a time. Having help from my spouse only strengthens my resolve to take the next one on my own.
I look forward to the day when Kyra's closet becomes Kyra's courtyard, welcoming one and all.
Hugs,
Kyra
and chickened out.
I made excuses to myself for two weeks, three weeks, and after a month had passed, my lovely bride (bless her!) decided to soften the blow. She spoke to her mom for me. I kinda knew she'd be okay with it, but I just didn't know how to broach the subject. So now Mom knows. I must admit, she's been really cool about it. She (like most) doesn't understand the 'why' but doesn't really care as long as I'm good to her daughter and grandkids. (Which she knows I will!)
Wait, there's more to it!
When Amber and I spoke prior to telling mom, she said to me, "If you tell mom, my sister WILL find out."
Two days ago, guess who found out? Yep, my sister-in-law. I wasn't really worried about that either. You see, she's probably the only relative I could walk up to and say "Oh by the way, I'm a crossdresser." and then talk about anything under the sun. She's just one of those really non-judgemental people that are a pleasure to know.
So now I can add two more names to the list. I know, I didn't come right out and tell them myself, but they know regardless. That's just fine with me. Little by little, I'll work my way up to being known by everyone I care about. Baby steps. One small task at a time. Having help from my spouse only strengthens my resolve to take the next one on my own.
I look forward to the day when Kyra's closet becomes Kyra's courtyard, welcoming one and all.
Hugs,
Kyra
