I'm proud of being trans. I used to be ashamed of it, and I used to want to be totally stealth and move to a foreign country just so nobody would figure out I was trans... but then I figured, what the hell, people are going to judge me no matter what I am so I may as well be proud to be exactly the way I am. I don't announce it from the rooftops, so to speak, but I no longer feel bad about myself if people look at my chest for what I perceive to be longer than normal, etc. Now the way I see it is, people either get it or they don't, and their own views on what my gender is or on whether I fit into their neat little categories of how men should act are irrelevant and there's no point letting it effect me. It's like, instead of obsessing over getting my chest uber-flat, I don't care that much anymore because it's easier to just accept that my chest can only get to a certain flatness til I can get surgery, so it's ok if it's not perfect now. So, yeah, I'm proud of being trans, and of being all the other things that I am. For me it's less of a "pride=sense of accomplishment" and more of a "pride=self-acceptance" type of thing.