I have not yet transitioned, but after more than 40 years of marriage, I hope to eventually get the acceptance of my sweet and lovely wife to let me become her sweet and lovely wife.
I have been at this quest far too long for it to just go away.
Each and every time I come out as a transgender woman to trusted people, I am always greeted with warmth and love. Women, especially. Women are so very capable of the utmost warmth and love, and I am one.
Each time I come out to a trusted woman our relationship seems to change from one of polite and distant man to woman carefulness, to a relationship of deep sweet smiles, compassion, and sister type bonding.
Being a woman is everything to me, even though in my current relationship with my wife I am still searching for the final acceptance for transition within a romantic relationship.
At work I am out to almost 10 people, only one of whom is a man. My gut instinct tells me that women will be more accepting than men. However, the one man I did come out to still gives me respect, gives me a "fist - bump" every time we see each other, and we have a deep understanding. Maybe I shouldn't be too quick to judge men in their ability to accept a MTF transgender woman, as long as they do not get the feeling that I am sexually attracted to them as men. (As a woman I am Lesbian, as a man, I am heterosexual.)
Just this evening I stopped in to work after my shift and one of my trusted lady friends said to me, "Hi, Donna", with a high-five and this time in a fit of sisterhood love I winked, said hello, and grabbed her high-five hand and kissed her hand and said thank you. I am very emotional. That's just me.
I feel my entire ability to communicate as a human being is through my womanhood inside my yucky male exterior.
What and Who Am I?
I am a sister.
I am a girl.
I am a woman.
Soon come.
