It was maybe seven years ago, at least, when I realized I enjoyed wearing feminine clothing and makeup. I joined, sort of, a local crossdressers group, but found that was not me. I wasn't looking to become someone else, or present a different persona, I simply wished to express my feminine side. And no, I also realized I did not wish to be a woman, gender-wise.
I saw I was somewhere on the transgender spectrum (or is it more like a fabric?) and most of the "groups" I've discovered fill the needs of those who are at the extremes, or near to them. Folks like me fall in the cracks. We're hard to label, to pigeon-hole. We don't easily fit any of the more typical scenarios.
What I wish, I guess, is for the day when men and woman can wear whatever they like, to express who they are, and not sense the need to conform to a societal label. A day when we can just be who we are.
I'd like to be a man, who wears skirts, and sensible shoes, who may even wear some eyeshadow, or paint his nails. Why not? Do I need to also wear false breasts? I say no! Do I need to wear wigs? Well, I am slightly balding, but that's not enough of a reason. I just want to be me, and I'm tired of feeling like I do not belong.
Please, don't call me your sister. Call me your friend. I am a man, genetically, and somewhere in the middle, genderwise. And that's who I am.