Hi.
I'm Donna.
I've been actively transitioning for three years, pharmaceutically almost one year (since 8/3/2017). I live full-time since the start of HRT.
I've completed my Name & Gender Marker change and now my identity, identification and birth records all agree and I've disclosed (I prefer that term over "come out" as I never was "in") to everyone of significance in my life. Everyone else catches up as I run into them. Boy, are some of them surprised!
I went from being an angry sixty-six year old man, almost overnight, to being a sweet, gentle, caring older lady. The only person with issues with respect to my new self is my youngest son; I think he'll get over it, I know I raised him better than that.
I feel so guilty when I go to my group sessions: everyone else has trials and tribulations and serious issues to discuss; all I can ever say is "life is good, transition is going great, I love being a woman". I mean, I should probably get a job (I collect Social Security now) and I'm not crazy about my living situation (I'm on Social Security: I have housemates) and I wouldn't mind a boyfriend. But those are all general gripes that don't pertain to transition. They're all on me to resolve.
I suppose the only obstacle now is to find a sympathetic surgeon who will work with me on price. Either that or I'll have to come out of retirement just to be able to afford to make my panties fit right. And that's all I really want.
But, It'll be worth it, I'm certain. I do know that as I watch things growing daily (36B at start of HRT, getting ready to restock wardrobe with 36D's now because the new C's are getting painfully tight; size 8 pants at start to size 12 now, WITH A WAIST!) that my sense of pride and self worth has increased by several orders of magnitude.
Whereas I used to have to stay angry to keep the testosterone high now I try to limit any stressors in my life to keep my testosterone low.
It makes for a much more peaceful, relaxed attitude.
And, a much happier old woman.
I like happy.