On the relationship between cats and bags

Last night, I sent an email to my company’s HR department. It contained both my real name and my legal name. This followed a series of anonymous emails wherein I explained that I am transitioning gender, and set a target date for transitioning at work. I am nervous, but also immensely relieved.

60 days from now, I will be able to talk about my transition in the past and past perfect tenses.

Before I transitioned.

While I was transitioning.

Certainly, there will still be a lot of changes ahead. Physical changes, mostly. More lasers. Eventually, hormones. But my social gender transition, which as far as I am concerned is my transition, will be complete. Whatever else happens, there will be no more having to hide who I am.