I have just tried to answer a question about whether I'm the same or different when dressed. I replied:
If you are out and about, I'm pretty sure you have to be different. You are dressed, you are looked at, you are talked about. In drab no-one cares about you. Sad but true. So you simply can't be the same
Is this why there are not more of us out there having fun, because I promise it is fun? We have to experiment, to take chances, to risk things to be happy.
Yes, we do need to build a thick skin, but its far easier than you think when the skin is there.
What is happening to me now is that going out there and being brave is helping my male side to develop characteristics he didn't know he had.
Life is hard to understand, but if you experiment and have courage, it rewards you in so many unsuspecting ways.
Sorry, haven't really thought this through yet, but any comments welcome.