Today, I told my boss that I have Gender Identity Disorder. It was kinda scary, but I needed to do it sooner or later, and the right opportunity came up. I had a laser treatment on Monday and I think the doctor used a bit too much power. My face and neck has big blochy spots on it and a couple of places blistered a bit. Anyway, he asked me what happened to my face and I told him “this is what happens when the doctor uses a bit too much power on the laser” “Laser? What’s the laser for?” he asked. I said “facial hair removal, I’m having all my facial hair removed.” We went on to discuss the service calls for tomorrow and I was thinking, “you dummy, it’s the perfect time to tell him!”, so I went into his office and sat down and proceded to tell him about my GID. He asked me a few simple questions and I gave him basic answers, no sense in complicating it at this point. I told him that I hoped this wouldn’t affect my job because I like the job. He said that he didn’t have a problem with it, he likes the work I do for him. So, we’ll see how the summer goes now that he’s aware of this aspect of me. It’s one thing for him to know what’s going on, it’s another thing to see it developing. I’m hoping that by taking it slow, they’ll be more accepting of me as things change.
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