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As I began to follow my gender journey, I did have some sort of an idea on how cis women compete in the world and how it differs from men. The one mistake I did make was thinking women somehow operate in a kinder/gentler world when it comes to competition.
Once I was allowed to play in the girls’ sandbox and get into
a couple brief but intense scuffles with other women, I learned the hard way
that women were into it as much as men when it came to what was important in
their lives. The difference being was what was important. Men of course,
compete in athletics and business while women tend to build their lives around
family and home. And let’s not forget the influence of appearance with women.
While it is a shallow existence, some women have a tendency to make friends and
socialize with other women who fit in with their appearance. I remember quite
clearly trying to watch my pre-teen granddaughter try to socialize with and fit
in with a much prettier girl at a birthday party she was at. This extended with
me all the way to a lesbian mixer I was at one night when a friend of mine
wanted me to approach a very pretty femme lesbian for a date for her. It turns
out that both my granddaughter and lesbian friend were both out of luck.
Not unlike when men try to date beautiful women and get
rejected. I know when I started down the path of getting out in public as a novice
transgender woman, I was only concerned about my appearance. I felt I was working
to compete one on one with the other women in the world I met. How was my
makeup, hair looking and did all my accessories match the rest of my outfit was
all that was important to me. It took me awhile to go through this portion of
my life as a cross dresser and emerging as a wiser more mature feminine person.
It was also about this time when I started to really engage
with other women. Which was a real challenge because I was so timid. What would
I say and how would I say it became I bigger priority other than just how I
looked. I discovered too, the power of the submissive compliment to start a conversation.
An example was when another woman would come up to me and compliment my
earrings to start a conversation. When in reality, she was just curious to find
out what I was doing in her world. In particular, I found out that I needed to
beware of the you look great compliment because it could be tied into a
compliment such as a man dressed as a woman.
It turned out, when I built my own circle of ciswomen
friends, I did not need to worry as much about competition in the world
anymore. When I was approached, it was when I was part of a group of out-going
women who without thinking, shielded me from any negative people. The process
worked wonders for me because I could set back and learn how to act from the
other women around me and only step up and out when needed to secure my place in
the group.
Slowly but surely, my competition turned to confidence that
I could live the dream life as a transfeminine person I never thought I could
be. I began to join writer groups with my wife Liz which in turn helped build
further my new life because these people never knew anything about my previous
life as a male. It all separated me from my old unwanted life and propelled me
into a future I so wanted.
Furthermore, I did not have to compete in the world with
other women. If they had a problem with me, so be it. It was their problem not
mine. I did not have to please everyone was a powerful moment in my life. But
without all the gender competition I went through, I would have never made it
to the point I am today. I learned from how men compete with each other as well
as women from both sides of the gender spectrum. Typically, men don’t compete
well with women at all, and I knew that going in. So, I knew what to expect.
With other women though, I did not have any idea at all. It took me a long time
to learn feminine competition and how it worked.
As I said, once I did learn to compete in the real world as
a trans woman, my life changed for the better and I truly began to live the
life I always dreamed of.

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