I'll be using we but maybe it's just me.
We have all stood before the mirror and analysed ourselves.
Highlighting every feature we do not like and flagging it as the other gender.
It hurts but we do it anyway as on one level it is a necessity at least at first.
As time goes on though and our physical changes become more obvious we are so used to finding those traits that do not belong we become hyperanalytical to find them and it still hurts perhaps even more than ever. The closer we get to our best the more we fixate on what is left. It is our curse even when every other person says hand on heart "You look amazing" we dismiss it trusting only our own eyes.
Should we really trust our own eyes?
The question itself seems absurd but have you every truly looked at another person the way you look at yourself?
This happened a good while ago but don't think I ever got around to sharing it properly.
Basically, I did it but it was more by accident than design but whatever it was got kinda stuck for a while and I looked at other women the way I looked at myself. What I saw was guys everywhere as my mind sought out and held onto every feature needed to pull them from female to male with zero effort or time needed.
I'm no prize but I couldn't help but think I look better than many of these women; not from any pride or arrogance but a deep rooted bitterness that when looking in the mirror I'd see a guy in there staring back at me and they didn't.
So many people looking more masculine than me whilst I doubted anyone ever seeing me as female helped to put things in perspective.
Our curse is twofold but usually we only notice half of it.
1. We see a guy looking at us in the mirror
2. We look for him until we find himThe tiniest shift in the mind to see others as I saw myself was an interesting experience.
I can now do it at will and can't explain it but it's easy to do once you've done it which can be pretty funny/scary.
The bigger and harder trick is to see yourself as others see you. To not look at yourself "that" way and to stop looking for anyone that isn't you in the mirror.
Once you recognise and break that lock you just might catch your reflection smiling at you.

On a good day I'll catch my reflection in a window/mirror/anywhere and smile seeing my eyes sparkle and light up making me feel amazing.

On a bad day I might look in the mirror and sigh but that's just seeing that old woman sneaking up on me
(just like any other 30 something woman

ok ok almost 40 but not yet so I'm still 30 something until then dammit

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In closing just remember the good old "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder" and thank whoever you like we are not judged by our own eyes.
As a woman I no longer worry about finding "him" anywhere but I have enough to worry about with everything else diet, exercise, hair, nails, brows, bikini/leg laser, fashion, socialising, education, family etc.
Just wanted to share when the time comes bury who you were and stop looking for them because nobody else is.
Happy Friday y'all x