The closet only holds my clothes, now.

It has been four weeks since I came out of the closet with the help of Crystal and Jessika. I know, I have been technically out for a few years, but, truly it was all just a bigger closet. I never ventured beyond the confines of TG nites at different bars. I would walk quickly, with head down, avoiding others' eyes, to and from the venue and my car. I was still trapped in the closet of my fears.

My dear friends have shown me that the closet is not physical, it is a mindset.

I have been growing so fast that it is sometimes difficult to process all the feelings and not have it all overload my mind. But, it is "all good".

I have realized that we are all on the same journey and we all want and need to go all the way. The end of this journey is not transition; it is acceptance, personal and public.