Hi all,
I've been lurking around the forums here for a while, so I decided it's time for an introduction.
I'm a late transitioner, starting at 62. My earliest memories are of confusion over my gender.
I only liked to play girl games with other girls and felt like boys were really strange. I had no interest in boy games and the other boys shunned me anyways.
My parents reacted badly. My father went around to my girl friends parents and told them I was forbidden to see them. I was sent to a psychiatrist to get "cured". After a short while I realized this was something I should never speak about. Of course, I continued to feel the same, I had been born into the wrong body. My shame was continually reinforced well into my twenties. I lived my life as best I could, trying to be true to myself without pushing the boundaries too far.
My feelings never went away, In fact, they were slowly getting worse. Finally I couldn't stand it anymore. I felt the world was changing to the point where I could actually talk about it. I found a therapist with gender experience. After three sessions, she said, "You, my dear are a transsexual woman. Do you want to transition? What name would you like me to call you? How far do you want to go?" This was all the encouragement I needed. Within a week I was on HRT and starting electrolysis.
I came out to my wife first and she was stunned, of course, but told me I was lucky she was bisexual and loved me for the person I am inside and supported me 100%. She told me I was the most non-male guy she ever met and that was one of the reasons she was attracted to me.
So here I am, six months on E, 5 months on Spiro. Facial hair has been fully cleared through the third wave of regrowth. I've been full time for over a month. The few "all-male" clothes I owned are all off to Goodwill. My wife is thrilled with the changes. "Sweet body scent, soft skin, no more prickly beard, cute little sensitive boobies to play with, what's not to like?", she says.
