I had started out with the expectation that I might live in stealth if I were to transition, what seemed to be a perfectly reasonable thing for an early stage, late life transitioner who had lived as an extreme introvert with very little social interaction.
I discovered as I transitioned and peeled away the male facade I had lived behind for a half century that the asocial introvert was part of the facade, not me, and my actual personality is rather extrovert, bordering on manic pixie girl. That makes stealth a bit less likely.
I also discovered that my extrovert nature also drives me to activism, in the interest of protecting what I now identify with as my extended family, transgender and gender nonconforming people. I'm doing my transition very much in public, here, on social media, and out in front of a 500 member church congregation and several hundred local club and organization members. Again, trying to be stealth makes that more difficult.
By not going stealth, I might be able to get away with not needing FFS, trach shave, breast augmentation, and hair restoration, a significant set of expenses. Then again, I might just need this to hold dysphoria at bay and be really, truly accepted as a woman. Time will tell.
There are drawbacks, of course. By being openly trans, identifying as a femme lesbian, and being an older person, the odds for dating or romance are approximately 0%. (YouGov survey data for cis lesbians 55 and older likely or very likely to be open to a romance or sex with a transwoman.) I knew this going into transition. It may be the biggest reason to be stealth. Maybe I'll eventually find someone like me. (Odds work out to a once in 300 years event.) Meh. M... E... H... I'll just live my life, OK?
So, no stealth for me.
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