I WAS ONE OF the early starters.
I can recall, as clear as yesterday, being aged about four and happily wandering around my grandmother’s home wearing a dress.
It just felt right.
Many years later, wearing women’s clothes and presenting as female still does feel right. I can pass comfortably and go anywhere, anytime as a female; you name it and I’ve been there or done that. I have a confidence level in my ability to blend in as just another woman which is second to none.
However, I have an unresolved dilemma; a perplexing conundrum; a hair–tearing, seemingly unsolvable issue!
I have an unrequited desire to move forward. An unrequited desire to live full-time as a female and be the woman I was born to be. Yet, no matter how I try, I just cannot get my mind around the right thing to do; cannot seem to make that final decision. When I start to think about it my head goes fuzzy, my mind blurs and, involuntarily, I find something else to focus on.
And this uncertainty, this not being sure is as bad as it was, say, five years ago…
