What don't I like, I can't think of anything, other than the fact that I'm not nearly as strong as I used to be, partly because of the HRT, and almost certainly because since I'm so much happier I'm much less aggressive in my thinking, and my actions would be sure to follow if threatened. I'd have rarely been intimidated anywhere by anyone, not that I was so tough, but I'd been in bad places and seen terrible things and rarely got frightened. Now I take the precautions any other woman does, park close to where I'm going, in the light, carry my keys like a weapon, etc.
The best things: I'm finally me. I'm looking like a woman, with growing B cups, I can express my true feelings on anything. I can show my love of and sexual desire for men, (one man and no longer feel dirty or wrong at all about wanting to be made love to and fallen in love with my man. I can wear what I want. I can look how I want to under the circumstances of my age. I can wear all the feminine things I was prevented from doing from four years old on. I no longer have to say or think: Someday i'll live in reality as a woman. I am and have been for 27 mostly wonderful months. Makeup, shoes, boots, dresses, skirts, lingerie, pretty bras and purses. If it wasn't 2:12 am I'd think of more, but it's good for now. Hugs, Mira