Transgender In-justice
<p>Two years ago, I came out on the job as transgender. I had been there for five months and had exemplary reviews. Coming out was a leap that I needed to take. It was the last hurdle between my life and living a life where I presented as a transgender woman full-time. I lived openly on the weekends and pretended to be a <em>bro</em> during working hours. The schizophrenia of living two distinctly different lives, the pain of not accepting myself, made me crazy.</p>
<p>My boss had been acting weird around me, and I sensed that I made him nervous. I waited to come out until he left on vacation for two weeks. (Only later did I find out the former HR director had told him I was trans — without my permission.) Making the transition, being out, and living full-time was exhilarating. It was joyous and fulfilling. I took a picture of myself leaving for work every day.</p>
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