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Throughout my life it seemed there was always something missing. No matter how big or small the occasion was, I was never satisfied.
For the longest time I blamed my parents because of the way I was raised. Nothing was ever good enough for either of them. If I managed an “A” in any subject I studied should have somehow earned an “A+”. So it was easy to blame my parents for everything. After I began to think about it years later, another idea began to be considered.
What if all those years later I was missing a key ingredient and that was gender. My excuse is it took so long for me to come to terms with the fact I was a transgender woman. Perhaps it was the reason I could never be completely satisfied with anything I was doing. An example would be the professional baseball games I was asked to go to by one of the companies I worked for. Here I was enjoying the game with other managers and I was busily admiring the beautiful women I saw and wishing I was them. A huge part of my life was missing and I couldn’t totally enjoy anything because of it. I wish I could get back just a portion of the time I waisted dwelling on my gender issues.
Finally I was able to transition fully enough that I was able to not spend all my time admiring other women. Through experience I was able to understand what they went through to appear the way they did and furthermore no…
