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Naturally, when I decided to go down the path of undertaking a Male to Female gender transition, I encountered many unexpected obstacles.
You regulars to my writing know I often mention quite a few walls I had to climb such as perfecting some sort of an appearance which I could present as well as possible in the public’s eye. Often the best compliment I could go on was when a transgender woman friend of mine (seen above) told me I passed out of sheer will power. In other words, to me, she meant I just went all out in the public’s eye doing the best I could with what I had to work with. To this day, I remember the comment.
Once I conquered the appearance aspect of presenting in public as a woman the hard work started. Living in her world just began to become serious and more difficult. It was about this time I began to compare the process to being able to play in the girl’s sandbox. I knew again I would have to do it out of sheer will power. At the time, I couldn’t afford or have the willpower to undergo any facial feminization surgeries, so what the other inhabitants of the sandbox saw with me would be what they got. Many days and nights I would just have to rely on my inner feminine self to get by.
The problem was, my inner self, even though she was feminine, was still learning too. We both had to learn the power of passive aggression which even extended to…
