Oh my! How to find words to express such a thing?
I would have to describe my pre-SRS self as a hollow shell. Only through living a double life for many years did I have any idea of who or what I was - I certainly had NO idea of who I could become! I was confused, empty, with little self-confidence and no self-esteem. Life was a misery and it always felt that I watched life through the bars of my jail cell. My friends would not have seen me as so bleak - I did have a sense of humour and enjoyed doing things, but it was always "just passing time". Even in spending time with friends, it was like I was only partly there and partly hidden.
For me SRS and "transition" were one big step, from the old life into the new in a matter of days, starting over in a new city.
Within weeks of embarking on my new life I was astonished by my personality - I was gregarious, funny, flirtatious, happy, out-going, warm, compassionate, genuine - and found myself quickly surrounded by a whole new circle of friends. Within weeks it felt as if I had stepped into a fully-developed life, one that had always been, one that was MINE and fit me as comfortably as on old slipper! I was, finally, who I had been destined to become - the "shell" had been cast aside and I was free to express ME.
Even now, after almost 32 years, there are not words to describe the difference between what once "appeared to be" and what I became. It is hard to compare because what appeared to be me before transition was only smoke.
I hope that makes some sense.