This has been the hardest lesson for me. I'd repressed the woman within for so long, wearing a male persona like an ill-fitting suit until I couldn't take it anymore. So, what did I do? I overcompensated. Instead of showing my real face to the world I worked hard (so hard) to study and learn and internalize mannerisms... so much so that my fiancee finally asked me, not too long ago, if transitioning was about becoming who I really am, then why was I working so hard to put on a show for the world to see?
It was a (really) hard lesson for me. Since then I've been working on just being myself. I still monitor myself, but now it's mainly for the little warning signals my "male" persona gives me. If I notice I'm holding back from using hand gestures, I remind myself to let go. If I notice I'm trying to hide, pose, or whatever, I do my best to interrupt it. The funny thing is, the less I try to *act* female, the more I just *am* who I am, the more the world gets my gender right (and the more confused looks I get when presenting male, but that's another story

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I was talking to an old friend just last night, who was asking questions about my plans for transition. At one point my old shell prodded me, saying, "Warning: your wrists are loose and you are gesturing too much!". I was able to ignore that, but it did cue me to analyze more things about myself. To my surprise, my eyebrows were slightly up, my eyes were slightly wider, and I was standing with one leg half bent and one hip out ever so slightly, a pose I have seen so many CIS women adopt. It kind of blew me away. And I wasn't even trying, I was just *being*.
It takes time, Mary, but you'll get there, just like I am.
*hug*