So. I find myself in a place I never expected to be... At least for a loooong time.
I'm falling for someone. And I really don't know what to do about that.
We've had two dates now. I don't know if they really were dates. A friend of mine said "You're both consenting adults who seem to enjoy each others company having a social activity alone together - it's a date, until it's not." But, I dunno. I guess under that model I don't know the point of "when it's not"... Not to mention all the activities we've done together I've done before with people in a romantic context, and in a platonic context... Although to be honest, and I didn't actually stop to think about it before I had extended and she had accepted the invitation, inviting her back to my place for a home cooked meal does lend itself more towards a romantic context...
She's also MTF. But, I don't really know who she's attracted to, gender wise. And since right now I'm this ugly mix of blah in the middle, really, I probably got nothin she wants. So I'm prolly in the friend zone already and was from moment one.
Still though, she's beautiful, smart, funny, incredibly interesting, and she knows exactly who she is (Which, I can't say about ANYONE I've ever dated, and it makes her sooooo attractive to me). So... Wouldn't mind if she secretly had a crush on me too

Anyway, glossing past all the "woe is me, it's never gonna happen for me" nonsense... I was finding that last night, which was our second "date"... I ended up triggering a lot of dysphoria in myself. At one point we were watching a movie, and I just found myself with a powerful urge to hold her hand. Most guys I know at that point would've probably tried to hold her hand, perhaps being really awkward in the process, but they would've tried. I, instead, found I don't have that kind of assertiveness in me, at least, not without permission, which I didn't have, and was afraid to ask for out of fear of rejection. So I found myself sitting there thinking "Man the hell up and do it!" or variations on that, until I realized that I was sitting there wearing a bra and panties under my blouse and skirt telling myself to "man up". And then for the rest of the evening I felt like a total awkward jackass until the movie was over and she wanted to go home.
So, I guess all that is the awkwardly written rambly preamble to the following question:
To all of you out there. Has transitioning affected how you view yourself and your role in the dating process? IE, were there some things you felt more awkward about or fearful of pre transition that you don't now, or vice versa?