I hope you will forgive a contribution from a very old timer. Back when I first transitioned (1965) I was too young to question what label I would own, and indeed I don't even think trans had really happened as a concept back then.
By the time I was ready for proper medically assisted metamorphosis in the mid 80's the process was routinely referred to as sex change, a term I still quite like because of course my "gender" did not alter, but my physical sex was changed to better reflect it. Again I don't think I even considered labels, beyond the fact that I would been horrified to be called trans, because I just didnt see myself through that lens.
In retrospect I accept that I have a trans past, and I trod the road of physical transition. So to that extent the label can be applied, but I am firm in assertion that it does not define my present reality.
So what am I, what did I become? I spent years torturing myself trying to figure that out and failing, because the essence of any of these labels is that they are never accurate. The label is not that which it defines, nor must the label ever be allowed to limit reality, which will always be more nuanced and complex.
So what indeed am I? The only way I can answer that after over 30 years postop, and many more than that living in my preferred role, is that I am ME!
So simple - yet its the only thing which fits. You can call me trans, intersex, non binary, binary, feminine, masculine, male, female, fluid, femme, butch, lesbian, gay, bi, straight, tomboy and all of these labels, every single darned one, looked at from one angle, contain some measure of truth. I am all of these things and more, and yet I am also none of them exactly. The only thing I am precisely is MYSELF! I believe that is true of all of us. You are simply becoming yourself.
I hope that may be of some help.
