Starting so late in life I never expected much. I am happy with my transition, I know that I can't compete so why bother stressing myself over it. There was a brief time when I was envious of young women, cis or trans it didn't matter, I wanted it so bad when I was young. That didn't feel good though if that makes sense. Just made me feel really small, so I let it go.
I don't know how much I would like to be a very beautiful woman. The ones I have seen since transitioning don't seem very friendly or happy and have not been accepting of me at all. Seems like a miserable existence. I have to be honest, I never paid any attention at all to beautiful women before I transitioned. The pretty girls were not nice to me at all until I was 15 or 16, okay I was a grubby kid I accept that, and then they acted like I was the worst sort of person on the planet because I didn't want to do anything with them. And why be so cool to me now? Anyway, I don't get it so I let them do their thing and I do mine, they are beyond me and if they want to feel superior I get it and really don't care.
As for trans women, not really. When I first started the super passable girls made me so dysphoric, not pretty but passable. There was one here that was probably a smidge above average, round face she was cute, but she was completely, 100%, no lie passable. Wow, it crushed me every time she posted. I don't know many trans women in person and... I don't know, doesn't it make you feel icky picking out trans women? Like if I see one out and about anymore I don't grade them and I try not to ever even try to tell if they are trans. It seems so uncharitable, so cruel. Two separate incidents caused this change. A trans girl that was ringing me up at a department store, she was not pretty but she was tiny I mean like shorter and thinner than any of my friends tiny. I was grading her as I got closer to the front of the line, voice, mannerisms, posture, everything, thinking I would love to give her tips. Then it sank in how truly sweet she was to everyone, even the lady that was irate when she got to the front of the line was smiling when she left. Her slightly crooked teeth were made beautiful by her genuine smile. After I left I realized that she could teach me more than I could ever teach her. Then one time I behind a guy in line and I was trying to figure out if he was trans. Kinda of a girly bandanna and sun glasses on his head, broad shoulders, narrow waist and butt. Other than the stuff on his head he looked like any other road worker, then he turned to leave and it was my best friend's niece. She stopped and we chatted and talked some more outside before we left. Both times I felt so horrible, how could I be that way? Who the hell am I to pass judgement in any way?
Anyway, with trans or cis women, why set myself up for failure? I have no desire to feel superior to anyone and I have no desire to feel inferior so I don't compare myself to anyone, for no other reason than it makes my life easier.