I just changed by gender from female to trans woman on Facebook. I had already my female picture posted. My family and friends had already known me when I was trying to live as a male. Being a 67 year old trans grandma who every day takes one more step to "pushing up daisies" influences my perspectives on life.
I don't have much money to spend upon to physically make changes to my body or two maintain two wardrobes. I will not wear obvious male clothing anymore. As far as passing as a women goes, one minute I pass, the next minute I don't, the next minute I pass, and so on. I dress like you see in my picture. For myself, I have come to realize that my true gender is trans woman or better yet, trans grandma, and this is about the best I am going to get because no matter how much I am viewed as a grandma, I have too much history and family that are going to out me as transgender for me to expect to hide it. I spent too much of my life pretending I was a male for me to expect to pass as a cis female.
When I was 13, and my body was first waking up sexually and I realized that I was really a female and not the male others thought I was. In my fear and needing to survive I made the emotional decision that instead of declaring that I was a female then, that I would deal with it when I was much older. I waited until I was 53 years old to start living my life as a female, in private at first and then later in public. Now I wish that at thirteen I would have had the courage to begin living as a female, by now very few people would ever have know that I had started out life in a male body and would have very little problems passing as a total woman. Such is life.
