I am back, under a shorter user name. A few years ago a family member gained access to my account log in without my knowledge or permission. I used to be known as donnabobhair.
I want my friends here to know that I still identify as female, and did not accept this fact about myself until after I married the love of my life, a genetic female. I had crossdressed since before I can remember, starting in childhood.
Only recently have I learned that I am not a crossdresser. I am actually transgender, or as some would say non-binary.

I was at a grocery store today at the checkout. The courtesy clerk who was there to bag my groceries asked me if some re-usable bags coming down the conveyor were mine. The friendly cashier responded to the young person, "No, she did not did not bring any bags. Please bag her items in new bags."
I was overjoyed. When I go out in public, I do not simply try to "pass" as a woman. I simply try to match my clothing and makeup with how I feel about myself. My driver's license says that I a m male, however the state where I live in has passed a law permitting any person to use the public rest room that matches with the gender they are presenting. This new law in my state, and President Obama's new recognition of our rest room needs, has seemed to result in a public at large that no longer looks at me as if I am strange for wearing clothes and makeup of the female gender yet speaks with a male voice.

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Welcome back Donna. I'm a new member so I didn't get to meet you before. This website has been a tremendous help so far when dealing with dysphoria and all the negative things that come with us being true to ourselves. I'm happy for you that you didn't get misgendered at the store. Being misgendered is probably one of the biggest reasons why I come here to vent, so hearing about people being validated really gives me hope for the future of the trans community.

Thanks.
I just now re-read the "Susan's Story" page at the top of this forum. Wow, this could have been my story!

I had been questioning many things about gender identity long ago, back 50 years ago back when I was in my teens. I took an independent path away from the jock society locker room football player mentality that surrounded my boy teen years. I became a traveler, and somehow, that traveler persona appealed to a very beautiful genetic female I met in college, and soon we were married. This was the era of Hippies, way back then. I love, love, love her still, some 45 years later. I would never want to ruin our relationship. She had for a few years gotten to the point of full acceptance of the woman within me and cuddled me in bed while I wore a bra. She has since the start of our relationship some 40 decades ago fondled my chest as if I had breasts while we make love. She still does.
However, somehow in her 60th decade of life has decided to fear what the rest of the world thinks about having a constantly in transition transgender non-binary husband. She basically has asked me to closet myself.
I no longer crossdress.
Instead, I consider myself to be a wink-wink don't ask, don't tell re-closeted transgender husband. Somehow in my full being I know that Donna is still here for her to accept as a non-binary gender wonderful person that she can still love. I think that for a while her growing acceptance of my gender role non-conformity was a problem for her group of friends. She asked me to bury Donna. Funny thing, my sweet loving wife still fondles my boobies as we make love.
She knows I am a girl at heart, she has closeted her husband Donna because of business and professional friends.

Correction. When I said I no longer crossdress, that was to indicate that I do not wear female clothing over a man's body. Instead I wear female clothing that matches the Donna inside myself, which is a woman. I go out as a woman every chance I have. I have no fear of someone out there in the world seeing me as a man in women's clothes, because I am not a man within. I am a woman in woman's clothes when I go out and about without my wife. I am a woman in man's clothes when I am with my wife. I go to the bank, Home Depot, the grocery store, and Post Office dressed in ladies clothes. I just bury all that when my wife and I are together now, and I feel that when I wear men's clothes is when I am crossdressed. As I mentioned, the state in which I live has made public accommodation of equal access to restrooms no matter the gender presentation that the public at large around here does not seem to care if I have a 5'oclock shadow on my face when I wear dresses and skirts out and about.
I think that when my wife retires from her professional job she will go back to not caring about what the rest of the world thinks about her wonderful husband, me. She seems to have decided to work a few years more into her '60's.
There must be some wonderful reason that she has encouraged me to take vacations without her at about the same time that she decided to no longer accept her public non-binary husband. I think she is telling me to go out and have a good time as a woman in another town without her.

Quote from: WarGrowlmon1990 on July 02, 2016, 08:38:12 PM
Welcome back Donna. I'm a new member so I didn't get to meet you before. This website has been a tremendous help so far when dealing with dysphoria and all the negative things that come with us being true to ourselves. I'm happy for you that you didn't get misgendered at the store. Being misgendered is probably one of the biggest reasons why I come here to vent, so hearing about people being validated really gives me hope for the future of the trans community.

You speak of being misgendered. I was not, but let me tell you the back story.
I was in Aberdeen, Washington at a Safeway grocery store.
I want to give my highest praise for the checker and courtesy clerk I met at that Safeway in Aberdeen.
Aberdeen, as it turns out is the birthplace of Kurt Cobain. And as I entered the town on my motorcycle tour, there is indeed a large sign now that reads ABERDEEN, Come as You Are.
Small coastal US Washington State Town. Working class, but as I do my research, always seems to have a left leaning voting tendency.
I have been touring the fantastic US Coastal Highway 101 as a transgendered 60 plus year old motorcyclist. Yes, on a motorcycle. And I ride wearing woman's motorcycle jacket with my largest breast forms for full effect.
Well, back to the grocery store story.
Please, Safeway Grocery Store Corporate upper echelon people. Please give my highest thank you and praise for your store in Aberdeen, Washington.

I am way too old to pass as a pretty woman. I just love to give my highest praise for establishments that treat transgendered people with respect.

Donna,

Welcome back to the site. I am pretty new as well, so I don't think our paths have crossed.

Your old account still exists and is currently active. Susan's only allows one account at a time. Would it be okay if we eliminated the previous account?

Warmly,

Joanna

Donna,

We can delete either your old one or your new one. Which would you prefer?

Joanna

Quote from: Joanna50 on July 11, 2016, 04:17:40 PM
Donna,

We can delete either your old one or your new one. Which would you prefer?

Joanna

Go ahead and delete my old account of donnabobhair.
Thank You, Joanna.

I want my account of Donna to be my only one.
Donna

Quote from: Donna on July 13, 2016, 05:26:07 PM
Go ahead and delete my old account of donnabobhair.
Thank You, Joanna.

I want my account of Donna to be my only one.
Donna

Very good. We will get on that today.