I never felt right as a boy, although I didn't know what to call that feeling. I was considered a sissy by others, and when I was sometimes "mistaken" for a girl, that felt good. In 1993 I had an awakening to myself as transgender, and embarked on the transition path.
During RLE, living in the world as a woman felt right to me, more right than living as a "man" ever had, however there were various things that started to hint that I wasn't quite like other TS people I met. For one, I quickly stopped caring about passing, it just didn't seem worth the effort. I also started to question whether I really wanted to go through immense expense and tethering myself to the medical establishment to change my body. While I still feel that I'd rather have a female body/appearance, the body I have is functional and I can usually deal with it.
I often look at being transgender as an interesting and unusual spiritual gift from the universe, and so my quest is figuring out how I can be and express who I am with the body I have. I feel more like a third gender, not male, not female either, something else entirely. All is subject to change though, I don't discount the possibility that I could wake up one day and decide to transition again. Sometimes living out in the middle of nowhere isn't so easy...
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