Accepting Yourself as Transgender

I felt so good... and so pretty... ALL DAY today.

I embraced the being I am becoming... the good points as well as my flaws (yes, I am now embrace my flaws as well).

With each baby step I take on my journey... with each little victory... my self esteem and self-confidence in who I really am seems to grow. 

Allow yourself to be yourself. Accept yourself for who you are... flaws and all.

Eventually happiness... and piece of mind... will follow.

Update on the Update on the Update of "Coming Out as a Transgender"

Returning from a Superbowl party... Testosterone central...

The guys made a few obscure comments that made no sense, laughed to each other, then everyone looked over at me. As the comments made no sense, it was obvious that they were related to private jokes. I was a bit bothered... not by the jokes (which I didn't get)... but by the fact that I thought I was just being paranoid.

After a few more obscure, bizarre comments, I knew for sure that they have been... and were still... joking about me, my new-found feminine look (not the case but new to them) and what they assume to be my sexual preferences.

Believe it or not, instead of being upset, I felt another large weight being lifted off my shoulders. I assessed WHO were making the jokes (the most homophobic guys there) and WHY they felt like they HAD TO rehash their private jokes amongst themselves in my presence. I couldn't help but laugh at that point!

I leaned back... feeling totally free to drop my faked testosterone banter and just be the girl that I really am. I was elated to just be myself and from that point on, really enjoyed the rest of the game

I must also admit that I loved seeing my pre-game prediction come to fruition (sorry Denver fans, but I'm not a Manning fan and KNEW he'd choke against such a good defensive team that played with so much heart).