Quote from: Ms Grace on September 20, 2015, 11:42:45 PM
Well, lemons, neither have I. Since I was ten I was taller than all the kids in my year at primary school (and quite a few more that were older). I know they exist but I have never seen a woman taller than me.
I know that feeling. I was in a small school for my entire grade school education, and I was always the tallest person in my class. Being so big never fit my personality, but the good thing was that it did keep the bullying from other kids restricted to verbal taunting, because they knew they would be outmatched if they tried to physically assault me.
When I first started experimenting with hormone therapy, I just assumed any sort of public transition would be out of the question, because I could never look like anything other than a freak if I tried to dress like a woman. But gradually, the changes from low dose HRT combined with visiting Susan's Place and really looking at the transformations people had made here gave me hope that I could actually make it. I knew that realistically, there were things about my body that would always stand out as masculine even if I did everything in my power to make myself passable, and this bothered me a lot at first. But when I actually started to pass and got to experience what it was like to be treated as female by those around me, that's when I realized that I cared about the way others treated me much more than I cared about the issues I had with my own body, and eventually those issues quit being such a big deal. I think the best thing that ever happened to my sense of self-esteem, was that when I was visiting New York last year, I spent some time with the six year old daughter of one of my cousins, and she accepted me as her cousin Allison from the first moment we met. And I know for sure she wasn't just humoring me, because that's not something six year olds do.

I think I've posted this before, but here is a picture of me from around that time:

My hand being so close to the mirror makes it look bigger than normal, but even so, you can tell it's not small. There is pretty much nothing small about me in that picture. But, it didn't stop me from passing back then and it doesn't stop me now, so that is why I simply refuse to accept that someone with a body that probably looks smaller than mine couldn't pass because of it. It may get you clocked more often if someone is trying to clock you, but the vast majority of people will accept what they see at face value.
Quote from: lemons on September 21, 2015, 06:49:50 AM
I mean, I know I look fine in these, generally, and female. The issue I keep facing is, how to accept how big I am. Because my frame didn't change, and I am generally that same size now as I was in that photo, sans some muscle.
This may not sound like the greatest advice, but the way you accept it, is to just stop caring. Look at things objectively. Does being too big in anyway stop you from doing the things you really want to do with your life? Does it bother other people nearly as much as it bothers you? Based on what I have told you, and what everyone else here has said, do you really believe it's the reason you were having difficulty passing? If none of those things are true, then just accept that even though it might bother you to think about it, in the greater scheme of things it doesn't matter, and there's no reason it has to be something that stops you from being happy.