I have had sort of an interesting revelation the last few days that might be relevant to this thread. My therapist has had me do some experiments to test me a little. Right now, I live most of my social life as female, but present as male for work and to conduct some personal business. My therapist suggested that I should try being female while presenting as male, and to note how that makes me feel. There is a club that I hang out at most of the time, which is essentially the alternative lifestyle friendly version of a "Cheers". It also happens to be April central at the moment. I have showed up there a few times before in male mode, but I always found myself trying to comply with what I saw on the outside. Yet I knew that is where I had to go, if I were going to try my therapist's suggested experiment. The last two days, I found myself very close to this club while in male mode, and decided to be April that way. What I found was, that I was still April. I still dance my authentic dance, and I still can cry. And people who know me, much to my surprise, still got it that I was April. Yet on some level, I felt terribly dysphoric. Even though I was the same person, and that person still bubbled out of me, I felt imprisoned. Yes, April still exists in pants, but it wasn't nearly so much fun. For me, it isn't exactly about a commitment up front, but a journey to find what gives you that tingle in your soul.