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Last Sunday, I did something that I never felt like I would find the courage to do. I finally came out to my parents as a transwoman on their visit to my home. We had a lovely lunch and sat around the table catching up with them. It had been the first time that Gwenn and I had seen them since the holidays so it was a long overdue get together. We talked about family, our health, the state of the world, and somehow I was able to slip into the conversation. It felt great to finally tell them something that I have been trying to for so long. I had hoped it would have happened before holidays but life kept getting in the way. There were tears, confusion, but more importantly they both said that their love was unconditional and that I need to feel free to be me. I also got clarity on the day I was caught as a kid. My mom told her side of what happened and it brought a sense of closure to something that has haunted me for 40 years. They both are going to need time to wrap their heads around it and hopefully be able to eventually call me Michelle but I think it will happen. And here I am almost 52 moving in the right direction to find peace within.
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