We Must Be Better

 

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Yesterday I wrote a very short post about going to the doctor with my wife Liz. During the post, I put quite a bit of emphasis on what I was wearing, just to look casual. Following the post, I received a comment from “Dana” exploring her own feelings about presenting in the world convincingly as an older transgender woman. She said (and I paraphrase) we older trans women must be better than the average ciswoman to survive in the world.

Of course, I agreed and took it a step further. Young and old, in no matter what we do, transgender women and transgender men must be better than their cis counterparts in everything they do.

It all started with me when I began to seriously get out of the mirror as a novice crossdresser and into the world. One of the first things I needed to do was upgrade my very limited fashion wardrobe. I found out the hard way; I was too heavy to attempt to find fashionable clothes for larger women like me. Immediately, I went on a diet which melted off nearly fifty pounds of weight. Which made all the difference in the world for my shopping confidence when I haunted the thrift stores for the best clothing bargains I could afford on my still limited budget.

At the same time, I concentrated on taking care of my skin by using cleansers and moisturizers every morning after I shaved. My skin did improve and I could use less makeup for a better overall effect. Through it all, I considered it a labor of love if I was ever going to present better in the world as a trans woman and not be mocked.

Finally, I did make it to a point where I could blend in with the ciswomen around me after learning many brutal lessons which sent me quickly home in tears. I found out the hard way I had to be better, just to be average and blend in with the world which was seemingly out to get me. Probably the main thing I had going for me was how dedicated I was to be staying on the gender path I was following. I always knew it was going to be rough but not as tough as it was turning out. I had a lot of dues yet to pay if I was ever going to make it to my dream of living as a transfeminine person. I thought I knew a significant amount of how women live but I had no idea of the complexity of life I was facing. Which was exactly what my second wife was trying to tell me every time she sensed me drifting away from being a cross-dresser towards starting HRT and living as a transgender woman.

What she did not tell me was, in order for me to make it, not only would I have to be average as the new person I was exploring being, I needed to be better. I was fortunate and stuck to my ideas of exploring the world around me as a trans woman mainly because I little voice in my head kept telling me I was doing the right thing because I felt so natural when I was living it. I emerged from this time in my life with a few scars from the experiences I was going through which healed quickly as I moved on to better things.

In essence, I found I could be better and carve out a new feminine life from scratch. A place where no one knew anything about my old male life and my present seemed to be more positive than my past ever was. In my way though I still had the usual male baggage problems such as an unapproving spouse (whom I did not blame), a family, and a very good job I knew I was going to lose if I did what I knew deep down I would have to do. Jump the male to female gender borders and finally live where I wanted to live from the beginning.

At the same time, I found the more complex my life became as a trans woman, the better I needed to become to protect it. On the girl’s nights out, I was invited to for example, it was key that I never went into my past very far and outed my deeply rooted male past. The example included the time I spent with my lesbian friends who would have not enjoyed any stories I had of my male past if I ever let my guard down and just blurred relevant details of my past. My willpower kept me going until I never thought about my past at all, except that it was a bad dream.

If you are on the fence considering coming out into the world as yourself, just remember to build yourself up to the point where you are the better person as a transgender woman. Perhaps then, you will have reached a place you were never able to find in your old unwanted male life. And key to the whole process is when you are feeling natural as your feminine self. By then, you will know that you have made it to a good place on your gender path. But if you decide not to go any farther, that is OK too. It is your life to live to its fullest, and your journeys into the feminine gender will have taught you so much about the need to be better.

I get asked all the time how I knew about my gender issues, and the simple answer is I always knew and refused to do anything significant about it. I was stuck in my male box from birth, and he was a powerful influence on me until I knew once and for all the only future for me was as a trans woman. Somehow, I just knew the truth about myself and quit fighting it. It was all for the better.