There is another chapter to my last post explaining why I want to pass.
I worked at passing as a man for the first 60 years of my life. Yes, I was born male, but it didn’t come naturally to me. It was a constant process of reflecting on events in my life, and of deciding to correct my behaviors (or not, as the case may be). Learning to live as a man was a constant process.
Learning how to live as a woman doesn’t stop when you have surgery, just as learning to be a man didn’t stop when, as a boy, you started to shave your beard. The constant change in womens’ clothing and makeup continues to generate revenue year after year because women, more so than men in my opinion, continually seek to improve their appearance. Men give up; men will wear the same shirt and pants day after day even when they can afford a closet full of clothes. Perhaps you know someone like that.
As a woman, you can express a huge range of behaviors and of dress. For me the excitement of transitioning arose in part from the freedom to explore those ranges. If you’ve transitioned recently, or plan to soon, that freedom awaits you.