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| Circa 2014 |
feminine steps into the world are terrifying. Changing genders is not for the faint of hearted.
Recently I read a post on one of the social media outlets I follow from a new gender explorer desperate to live her life farther. She was tired of "walking" the malls (which are rapidly disappearing) and wanted to try new and exciting venues. I recommended checking out any local LGBT groups to see if they had any social get togethers.
The whole interaction brought back memories of my earliest days when I too was tired of the malls and wanted to try something different. I was fortunate and was able to establish a new life as a transgender woman without terrific setbacks. The fear of trying to live a feminine life was far worse than doing it. Plus the more I tried, the more natural my feminine side felt. Perhaps my first transgender girlfriend who used to meet up with me in straight sports bars said it the best, I passed out of pure stubbornness. A nice way of saying I wasn't the best looking woman in the room but a woman none the less.
As I fast forward to today, I think back to the recent interaction I had with the restaurant hostess who was stressed out with her seating situation. When it was my turn to ask about the group, there was no recognition from either of us there was a transgender woman in the conversation. The whole interaction was simply person to person.
Once she found out I was not upset, life went on and I found a spot at the bar. It felt good to be out and proud in public again.
Confidence is our best accessory!
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