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The longer we live as transgender women and trans men, often we find many aspects which represent a double edged sword.
One of the edges of the sword has to be the duress we feel when at first we arrive in public for the first time. To make matters worse, we have no peer group to help us out of the mirror to be judged by the harsh eyes of the world. No one to tell us we looked clownish as we tried the makeup arts for the first time. I can’t tell you how many times I hurried home in tears following being stared at at the least, or laughed out of a venue at the worst.
From it all, I learned to develop a thick skin and always go back to the drawing board as quickly as I could to help solve any presentation problems I might have had. Even when I was doing it, the cross dresser drawing board was certainly difficult to figure out. What happened was, I used the very brief moments of gender euphoria I earned and moved forward attempting to tightrope my way along the sharp edge of my sword. I was risking ridicule at the least and the loss of family, friends and employment at the worst. Failure as a transgender woman was a very real pressure.
Once I began to learn how to present in public more effectively as a transgender woman, I began to use my sword more effectively. Then the world became much more comfortable for me in my quest to live my…
