I still remember it very clearly. It was after I went through my surgery for half a year. I looked just like any other cisgender women, no difference. I felt loved and cared by many gentlemen who do not know my sexual identity. I was so sunk into the real-life dream which I dreamed for over decades. Since I have no difference from the outlook, I thought it would be okay for me to tell them my identity and experience. They wouldn’t mind. That was how I thought, but it turned out that I was too naive. Find transgender kik here.
My friends and I went out on a double date with another two gentlemen, which proved they were not what they seemed to be later.
We met on a dating app. He said he had a friend who are also single, so I thought it would be great to take my friends with me for his friend. We met up in a restaurant and we talked a lot, about our life, career, family, friends, dream, etc. We hit it off very quickly. I got this feeling that I was invited to his house this evening, so I thought it would be a good idea to tell him the true sexual identity about me. My friend was there for me, even if he freaked out. It turned out I made the right choice to tell him when we were still together.
The words came out “There is something you should know about me. I am a transgender male to female. I already had the gender reassignment surgery, so it’s technically the same as other women you’ve ever been with.” During the whole process, he stared at me with his eyeballs nearly popped out. He screamed out loud “Are you kidding? You are a ladyboy? What a freak you are! You should have told me you are a man before we coming out. I’s just a waste of time!” There are some other shitty words he said that cannot be written down here.
Since then, before I went out with people, I would tell them about my sexual identity. If they accept, then we go out. If not, that’s the end.