First, getting home from a pretty gruelling business trip to Canada and the US having encountered no significant issues with passport control, immigration or TSA. My bra under male attire led to me being patting down on two different occasions following full body scans but on both occasions, it ended with a "that's fine, you're OK" or something similar.
Second, shopping in the center of my home town this afternoon, wearing a long, sleeveless, linen dress and feeling the light summer breeze circulating against my body beneath the dress. Quite a delightful sensation, adding to the deep joy I feel as I realize that yes, I can at last function comfortably in public as a woman after so many years of inner struggle followed by a very heavy and at times quite brutal program of physical transformations.
As recently as 2 - 3 years ago, all of this looked close to impossible but here I am almost at the end of this particular road with only a few months more to wait before I should also be able to transition at work with the full support of my boss.
No words to describe how all of this feels beside "gender euphoria"
Warmest regards to all of you fellow travellers.
Bises
Donna
P.S. I would highly recommend John Irving's book " In one person" to anyone interested in gender and/or sexual diversity. A bit ponderous at times, especially the second half of the book, but overall, an entertaining read for those who are interested in such questions. Among others, since my boss and I have been reading it at the same time, it has been the source of some very lighthearted exchanges between us about my own situation.
