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When I began the long and very difficult transgender journey I decided to take, I had many expectations.
At the time, I was still entranced with wearing all the pretty clothes a woman had access to. I could not wait to have my own wardrobe which would match any occasion from casual to formal. I was very naïve back in those days and thought a woman’s life was all about how she looked. I was so wrong as I discovered as I explored more and more of a transgender woman’s life. In addition to the layers cis-women went through in their lives, trans women face all of those and more. To begin with, we don’t have the benefit of growing up around other girls and learning from them. Making our own way was difficult when the only input was coming from the mirror.
Loneliness ruled my feminine side all the time my male side was trying his best to survive in the world he never really felt comfortable in. As I observed all the girls around me, my expectations of what their life was all about just increased. The problem was I had a distorted view of everything feminine. One example was I was shy and never liked having to ask a girl out on a date. I thought the whole process was so unfair just like worrying about serving in the military and getting shipped off to Vietnam.
What I did not realize was the gender grass was not always greener on the feminine side. Was it…
