I cannot clap enough for this post. Thank you! ⋆
For me, I “came out” when I transitioned. What you see is the real me. When people insist that I disclose what is in essence my personal medical/social history of trauma and hiding pre-transition, that is erasure—it’s demanding that I drag (*cough*) that empty closet around, pointing it out to everyone, as if it held some essential truth about me.