Ok.  take two.  I posted something similar earlier today, thought better of it, deleted it, and edited it.  
Anyway...
Yesterday, someone outed me without my permission.
And the
kicker? I never told her I'm Trans.
As you
can imagine, I'm quite angry. 
I held my
temper, and told her what she should do in similar circumstances in the future. I played it cool,
but I was hurting bad inside.
"But
Sophie- you are out and proud- so what's the big deal?"
This
person decided it was ok to blab about my medical history to a random person.  Imagine if you had, say, Cancer, and someone went around
advertising to whomever.  Worse- by outing me, she may have put me in
Harm's Way.  I don't have to remind my trans readers of the probability
that we could be physically assaulted or worse.
It may or
may not be illegal as well.  I don't know... yet.
Said
person told me about the interaction, and was she remorseful.  She later
apologized.  But the damage was done.  Once one crumbles up a paper,
it will never be the same.  
A Better Day
As I
said, I played it cool.  I posted the incident on facialbook, where I
received many different responses, including a few private messages.
 Several of those private messages said, in so many words, 'stop whining
and put on your big girl panties.  Live with it.'  
Well, I
AM living with it.  What choice do I have?  I'm not going to
de-transition, and no one will allow me to go to the Light, so here I am.
 
But it
doesn't mean I have to like it.  Or just sit there and take it.  
I just want the Hate to stop.
In any
case, at this point, what's done is done.  I've taken some... steps.  Now, I live with any fallout.

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