Dating While Trans: 8 Mos. Later

It’s hard to believe it’s been eight months already. In some ways it feels like I’ve known my day7boyfriend forever, in others it feels like the blink of an eye. This past week saw what some would consider a major milestone, when I gave him a key to my house, but honestly… I don’t quite understand the ruckus. You would think with me, given that I’m something of a, extroverted introvert who would much rather be home than do anything else (unless it involved shopping — which side note I will embrace online shopping fully when I can get a ship time of 3-5 business minutes/seconds). Large crowds give me anxiety (getting my boyfriend’s first Christmas present at a crowded mall maybe a week or two before actual Christmas was not my best idea, but thank god for music and headphones. How did the more introverted survive before the Walkman?)

Part of me feels like I should have made more of an event out of it than simply going to the key vending machine at Walmart but honestly, it’s something I’d been meaning to do for a few weeks and we were out and about anyway so it seemed like the perfect time. Maybe I’ve just seen too many movies, but I feel like giving someone a key to your house is supposed to be more of a grand gesture (it doesn’t help that this is my first boyfriend so to say I don’t know the dating etiquette would be putting it mildly). I suppose it’s something to be said that the key was preceded by dinner. It was only our fourth official outing date as I rather prefer home dates (seeing Absolutely Fabulous was I think the third?) but sometimes going out is fun.

I realize this title might be a little misleading, there’s nothing inherently trans centric about our dates or my relationship except for the fact that I happen to be trans, and that’s kind of the point. He has never in any way shape or form treated me as though I was any different or any less than any other woman.

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