Atypical Transgender Late Bloomer

I'm in a small town about 100 miles outside of a big city. It's a very conservative, very Trump2020 place. I've been told: it's OK to be a lesbian as long as you don't show it outside your house, but it's not OK to be a gay man. They'll beat you up and leave you in a heap. Apparently they don't have a policy about bisexuals but I've taken it as a warning. There is no gay community here. No Pride Day, no Drag Queen Bingo, no gay bars, no coffee meetups. There are queer people, to be sure, but they don't want to talk about it, they don't want to put themselves at risk, and they don't want to talk with newcomers. And so I drive to Pittsburgh, just to get an hour with kindred souls. Prime Timers Pittsburgh , which I refer to as Gay Geezers, is very good; welcoming, has a variety of events, isn't really alcohol-aligned. BiPgh and Pittsburgh BiSexual Community is very good. As is often seen, there's an overlap between Bisexuals...

October 10 is World Mental Health Day (WMHD) (see U.N. , wiki .) We really don't have a mental health program in the United States. Like some other conditions, people with mental health problems are stigmatized and ostracized. Most people don't know what to do with a mentally ill person; we don't have common gradations between mildly affected and dangerous, violent sociopaths. The police definitely don't know what to do with a person who's mentally ill; they often shoot them. I have mental health issues, which is a rather indirect phrase; I am mentally ill. I have a lot of things wrong with me. Unlike some, I'm able to pass as mentally typical. In other words, I seem about as normal as your average Joe flying a Confederate flag. But I am not mentally normal. In my life, people who know my situation have been good to me. An untrained person probably can't tell by looking at me. In an America filled with exceptionalism, fetishized boot-strapping, and...