It's now been a year since I last wrote about my gender, so I figure I'm permitted an update. I'm putting it here instead of in my blog because there might be non-binary people who don't follow my blog, but might relate.
When starting my journey of discovery, I obsessed over my gender daily on the pages of these forums. I expressed concerns that I don't "feel" female. I thought it meant I wasn't really a transgender woman. Some women here told of feeling like that initially but gradually feeling more female.
TL;DR: That didn't happen.
I've been happily living fulltime as a woman for more than a year and a half. But during that time my sense of my own gender has been remarkably stable. I still feel male. Yes, I'm thrilled to be living as a female. Yes I love learning what it is to be a woman. But at the end of the day, I feel like a male playing the role of a lifetime.
It's like I'm a secret agent on an exciting adventure, where I've been sent to report back on some remote native culture. Instantly upon arriving (or long before that) I realize this culture much better fits me than my home situation and I've fallen in love with my new surroundings. Every day is strange and exciting as I start by dressing up as if I'm one of the locals, and engage in their rituals. The natives all know I wasn't originally one of them, but I've internalized their language and customs so effectively that they forget my origins and treat me like I've always been among them. I know I'll never go back to my home country, but I'll never truly be one of the natives either. It's an exciting assignment. I learn something new every day and it's wonderful how well I, normally inept and socially clueless, can assimilate myself. I can't forget where I came from, but I'm still thrilled when I'm accepted as one of the locals.
Have others looked at their transitions that way?