Last weekend, after three or four Long Island iced teas and a few shots, I finally flat out told my boyfriend about my gender issues. To which he was...surprisingly cool. Apparently he'd suspected that was what's been bothering me (and looking back on it now, he'd been subtly, yet actively pushing the trans subject, telling me about friends he's made online and pointing out the fluidity of gender). Now I'm still not sure how cool with it he is. He's straight. And I get the sense we won't be as close when I get to transition. But that said, he's offered up nothing but support. He's offered to let me talk with one of his transgirl friends, since she's more or less in the same boat. And he said that he's not going to just leave me because of my identity, even when dysphoria hits hard, because I'm still me, and he still loves me and wants to be there for me. I think this went well over all.