I have the heart of a woman. I also have the soul and the spirit of a woman. Truly, deeply, and always. My brain has always been female.
However, I've always had, for just as long, the body of a male/boy/man. The two of them are always fighting a long, suffering, horrible, terrifying war that has gone on for a very long time.
There are many ways to view a transgender experience - as a war, a curse, a plight, a nightmare, a really bad chick flick ... I've used all of them but war seems to really be the strongest word.
I see myself as a woman who has been besieged by Male Puberty and Testosterone for a long time. Whenever I try and fight my body, it fights back.
When will the war be over though? Will the tides begin to turn one day and will I finally, finally begin winning battles?