My life as a transgender woman has certainly produced it’s share of peaks and valleys. As I look back on it, I remember so many times I seemingly hit a wall with my male to female gender transition. Along the way I became very good at either climbing the wall or finding a way to go around it.
I have plenty of examples. Perhaps one of the bigger ones occurred when I was very young. Even though I didn’t really understand at the time my gender problems really had very little to do with the clothes I was collecting to at least outwardly present myself as a girl. Very quickly the thrill of…
