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Two things amaze me people bring up to me when they learn I am transgender. The first is when someone thinks I had a choice and the second is the entire process was at all easy.
Since I was never a so-called natural feminine person to begin with, I needed to struggle completely to reach my goals of surviving in the public’s eye at all as a woman…trans or not. The best description of my passing struggles came when my transgender friend Racquel told me I passed out of sheer will power. I knew what she was trying to say. I wasn’t the best looking woman in the room but I was going to force the issue anyhow.
Early on, I had only the mirror to do my gender battles with. I finally learned too late the mirror often lied to me. Night after night, I would think I looked great only to be immediately stared at or even laughed at in public. It was difficult learning how to try to dress myself so my feminine fashion helped me to live a life I had only dreamed of, not hurt it. At the same time, I tried to lose as much weight as I could and take care of my skin so I could wear less foundation. None of it was easy. But it was worth it.
In order to accomplish all I wanted to do on my difficult gender journey, I needed to learn something new and different. I had to learn to be my own best friend. I never liked my old male self and was just learning all the new possibilities of my…
