I chose:
shy and sweet, kinda naive, a bookworm who likes being by herself.
That wouldn't completely define me though. For me it is not a fantasy, but rather something that is bound to happen in due time. Although I am 21 years old, I really haven't aged much since I hit 16. Neither physically nor in mind. Right now, I'm still recovering from being closed away in a shell. That alone will take a while, at least three more years I figure. However, when I do manage to transition I would still be myself, really. That is pretty much shy, sweet, sometimes playful, and often prefer to be myself with a book or a PC game. I'm kind of a freelance web developer so things would still be the same at home, except for being more honest with myself and my family. I'm not much into relationships because I already have something that can't be found in love. A platonic, unconditional love with my other half. That alone is my happiness, and so it is her's as well.
Being pretty enough to look at is somewhat important for me, but I'm not too worried there. However, my worry lies in my hair loss. My hair so thin that whenever I comb them, several of them end up breaking out from their roots. Well, something I have to let finasteride work on. One thing I would
definitely do is continue my education in a brick-and-mortar college. I may have built a shell around me over a time, but once it is broken... I really wouldn't have anymore reason to be afraid of being around people. I would love to have some real-life friends.
Alternatively: From a fantasy perspective everything would be the same as all the above. If only I knew about the effects of HRT when I was ten years old. Then I'd still have all my beautiful hair and be worry free. How awful is this genetic hair loss? Yes, even mother is balding. ^^'
