#30DaysInTransition - 1/16/18: The period of time that I dated a stripper changed my life. Full disclosure I’ve dated several but today I’m gonna talk about one. We met at his work on a cold December night in Toronto. My friend said he’d buy me a dance for my Christmas present. The man I chose looked like Thor, a Viking with long blonde hair and blue eyes. I introduced myself as Cassandra although at the time I did not identify as trans. I had been living androgynous for many years. He and I exchanged numbers and dated for around six months. He identified as straight but knew I identified as a man. I was saved in his phone as Cassandra but he wrote my given name on my Valentine’s Card. He was addicted and troubled and our relationship couldn’t last. But I was his girlfriend and when it ended I felt like the rug had been pulled out from under me. The way he treated me, the way I felt when our relationship was good allowed me to start the conversation with myself about being trans. Several years later I heard he got engaged. I unblocked him on Facebook and told him I was a happy woman now and that I felt like he saw her inside of me even before I did. He described our short time together as a “bliss moment”, for me, a hidden blessing I’ll never forget.
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