Quote from: Petunia on June 12, 2026, 04:34:24 PMSarah, intellectually I understand what you mean and at the same time I don't think I'm being that obvious.
I only get "sirred" but I do get a lot of side eyes from women and I've noticed a hell of a lot of crotch stares from women when I wear tight clothing. (I do try for a flat look and my junk is best described as micro)
My relationship is what is stopping me. And my doubts.
My wife doesn't want me going out crossdressed, so what I'm trying to do is compromise.
I want FFS as my face is a mess. My nose really needs to be fixed and if I'm doing that then I want a female nose, even if I do nothing else.
I'm going to have to start electrolysis to get rid of the grey beard.
I've stopped seeing my psychologist for now but she has said soon as I'm ready she will recommend HRT for me.
I've walked past friends and they haven't recognised me. I really like that.
Those who have seen me are really checking me out but have said nothing.
So, for now I'm in denial.
At some stage I'll need to try hrt to see if it's right.
But I am concerned about clots given I've had a double bypass.
But I'm not transgender hey!
That's something that other people have to go through.
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Oh, my depression has been missing for a couple of months.
It's almost as though I never had it
You managed to say a LOT in a short post!
I'm grateful for your words and your experience echoes much of my own.
Most people assume I'm somone variety of male that they don't understand because of my face. With a wig, breast forms, and red lipstick people get the female message.
I'm lucky to have light facial and body hair. In tight outfits I use a gaff so I'm flatter. Sadly the hair on my head is thin, too. I struggle with accepting my thing natural curls vs. full time wig.
That sounds bold but I rarely, but growingly, go out en femme. My wife fears for me. Why does your wife not want you to go out dressed?
I like alternating between acceptance and denial. It keeps me crazy.
I'm 10 days into estradiol only.
I'm trans. No I'm not. Wait...
I joke but I really can't fight my body's growing insistence to dress like myself. To be myself. To have the right hormones. But my voice...that hard work. I always have something to be scared of.