Skip to main content

3 Feb 2024 - saw another trans person in my town

I didn’t sleep well, which often seems to be the case if I drink a beer of an evening.  Maybe I should not drink at all as drinking a little just seems to ruin my sleep for unnecessary calories.  Mind you, curry without lager wouldn’t be the same and there are many nice flavours to be enjoyed.  

For no particular reason I felt I wanted to remove more body hair. I used the hair removal cream, which smells horrid and isn’t that effective. There must be a better solution.  It is nice to be a bit less hairy now though.  

As it’s the weekend, I have put on some knickers instead of boxers to feel feminine.  I’m also wearing tights under my jeans.  I did think about wearing one of my crop tops too, but it isn’t that cold today and it might show under my top (which wouldn’t be a problem if it were colder and I was wearing something thicker or a jumper over.  


Doing the weekly shop today, there was a trans person in the supermarket.  They were dressed femme, with female three-quarter length jeans and a ladies’ jumper and yellow jacket, with longish hair tied back, but spoke with a male voice that they obviously were not trying to feminise.  Perhaps non-binary rather than trans woman then?  They were with a cis woman partner and kids, so I guess their relationship was surviving transition.  Maybe that’s a sign of hope.  Also hopeful is that they were not being stared at nor experiencing any transphobia, although you probably don’t get much of that in Waitrose. 

I don’t know how I feel about seeing another trans person in my town. I feel a bit guilty for clocking them, although I don’t think they were trying to stealth so that’s probably fine.  Maybe it’s good to see that someone else is doing it and it appears to be alright.  I feel jealous though that they are doing it and I’m not.  


It’s a bit cooler now it’s evening and have had to put a jumper on. I’ve taken the opportunity whilst going up to the loo (sitting obviously as I am a girl today) to put on a crop top under my shirt.  It’s fine under my jumper. I like the feeling of the elastic around my chest. 

Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

27 May 26 - does my brain actually have a “girl mode”?

As I keep reflecting on my night out as Nicola last week there are a lot of questions and ideas that are swirling around in my head.  One is, whether my brain has a “girl mode”, because I felt so different and behaved in ways that were unfamiliar to me.  The really distinct difference in how I felt this time was that I didn’t feel like I was a man in a dress at all, I just felt like me. I remember thinking that this is what it is like to be “inhabiting womanhood”. Evidently I have ridiculously pretentious notions after a few drinks, but it was what I was feeling. This is what it is like to actually be a woman. Less pretentious.  An odd thing, but one which does make me wonder if my brain has some kind of “switch”, is that I looked at women differently. I am exclusively attracted to women and I am attracted to boobs and bums as much as the next man (cringe at associating with being a man). I know it is impolite to stare at a woman’s chest, and I make a conscious effort no...
Post a Comment
Read more

21 May 2026 - a night out

Having a night on my own in London, I wanted to go out presenting female and get some more “real life experience”.  I had drinks and dinner with some colleagues early evening and to be honest had already had too much wine before I went out later by myself. This probably helped my confidence, although not my coordination with nail polish and mascara, which were a bit slapdash to say the least.  I remember last year getting in a lift in the hotel in a dress ready to go out, and being self conscious of people staring at me. This time, didn’t give it a thought. Likewise going into the underground and being on the train with other people. I didn’t notice if anyone looked at me and nor did I care. I was just me being me and wearing a skirt didn’t feel like a Thing, I wasn’t conscious of my clothes at all.  Similarly walking through a busy Soho to the bar, I just felt like I normally do walking around town.  Got to She Soho. Amazingly the bouncer asked me for ID. I’m 51...
Post a Comment
Read more

31 Dec 25 - reflecting on the past year

I could see 2025 as a failure.  After all, I started the year with the intention to begin my transition. I still haven’t started.  I made initial contact with the endocrinologist clinic about feminising hormone therapy, but then didn’t progress that at all as soon as I encountered the blood test hurdle.  Here at the beginning of 2026, I am no closer to living as a woman than I was at the beginning of 2025. I have not come out to anyone, I don’t have a hormone prescription, my body is still male, my presentation is still full time male, everyone still knows me only as my male name.  Has the longing to be a woman gone away because I haven’t done anything about it? No. Obviously.  Although I have not begun transitioning, I have achieved a couple of things this year.  One is that I survived my wife catching me out and finding a pair of knickers that I had forgotten to hide. It was awful, and she was terribly upset, but I got through it and that is somethi...
Post a Comment
Read more