Sigh, If I was born a gg I wonder? Living a woman is a joy to me, but would I be willing to sacrifice all that I learned, experienced, loved living as a man? In my more lucid moments I think I would not. There is much about my old life that was meaningful and helpful to me. There is more that was painful and lost.
Today I live as I ought to and must. He is still there, but in a quieter way, if he had never existed I would not be me. I may have lived a more happy and successful life, and I may have not. What is clear is that if I had not sought to live authentically, and for me that means transition, something vital and important would have died. I would have ceased to seek color and joy and shrunk into a husk of self pity, and despair.
Peace,
Julie