Ever have moments when the news is so big you can’t really wrap your brain, let alone your words, around it? I’m having one of those lately. I’ll take a “just the facts” approach to explain, I suppose.
During the past 72 hours I…
1. Met with my supervisor from work in an unofficial “weekend lunch” capacity so she could see me in female presentation mode.
2. Experienced an unexpected break-through with my parents in which they finally showed major signs of accepting my transition.
3. Had official coming out meetings with my supervisor’s boss (SB). And with the supervisor’s boss’ boss (SBB).
4. Came out to my best friend at work.
5. Learned that the HR department at work is striving hard to make the official announcement of my gender transition September 16. It may have to slip, but not by much. That would put my first day in the office as Diana at September 20.
So umm (checking the calendar) … the Big Reveal is happening in five weeks or so. Wow. Time really does fly.
The management structure at work is incredibly supportive. They were visually and vocally relieved that the big news I was sharing was NOT that I was leaving. Transition, transmishion! As long as I’m not quitting, we’re good. Apparently.
And I suddenly feel like the old parental chain is no longer dragging me down. It’s like… I can kind of see a future with them involved in our family like they’re supposed to be. And that makes a bigger difference in my outlook about the whole thing than I ever expected.
Like I said… it’s too big and too much for me to be coherent about at the moment. Good though, right?