Suppose I choose a day, could be any day, and decide that is the day I do something about starting my transition and/or come out to my wife. I am pretty certain that I am trans and that I really truly want to actually become a girl and that means transitioning. I have felt this was since I was eleven although I couldn’t frame it as transness back then, I have dressed in female clothing in secret my whole adult life. It may only be in the last few years that I have discovered enough to be sure of who I am and what is possible but this is not a midlife crisis...or if it is, it’s been going on for thirty five years and started really early! I know that I want to transition to female and that has been my wish ever since I saw a documentary about gender reassignment in the eighties when I was in my teens and saw for the first time what was possible. But I didn’t have the courage to do anything other than dream. I feared rejection and losing everything. Now, that’s not...
I’m just a boy who dreams of being a girl. These are my musings about that journey as I try to work out exactly what that means.