This post I could have called turned on a quarter because of what happened.
As I wrote before, I was pretty well freed up to finally choose a feminine transgender path if I wanted one. As I was seemingly taking my good old sweet time, the sun, the moon and the stars parted and showed me the way.
It was about this time the Veterans Administration announced it would cover HRT treatment for transgender veterans if I was approved and I went for it by signing up for a round of therapy. Also around this time my group of friends was showing me down a feminine path, more than they ever realized and finally I was close enough to take early Social Security retirement at the age of 63. So I could be freed up not to try to transition on a job.
So one night I was sitting by myself and the blinding realization came to me this was a golden opportunity to fulfill basically was a lifelong dream-to be a girl. And, all of a sudden the weight of tons of guilt fell from my shoulders and a murky path was clear.
Besides just living the feminine experience as a trans woman instead of a cross dresser, hormones were to make a tremendous difference for me.
This is where my story gets a little tender, because I don't belittle crossdressers at all or even trans girls who are not on HRT. Because I know at my age, I know I am but one health condition away from going off my hormones.
But to me, estrogen was going to make an almost immediate positive impact on my life and one my friends would notice.
So much so, it deserves it's own post.