Female, female, female....I love the feminity!
While I am a female trapped in a male body, I also feel like a male trapped in a female's soul.
I stared having these feelings when I was 5. I thought that they would be things that passed. I joined the Marines since they built men. Didn't work....still felt female...but then again, the Marines have women Marines. The only issue was they wouldn't let me in. I got married and had 3 lovely children. I thought that family responsibility would cure me. Didn't work. Instead, I trapped myself in the cape of a father image.
I am very slowly starting to transition. My wife doesn't know nor does she like the fact that I love to dress who I am. Fortunately, I travel extensively on business and Rachel always comes along. I will make the transition either after my wife passes or I pass, which ever comes first.
I know that my true being is feminine. Yes, I have nice clothes but I also have casual clothes. Why do so many male to female dressers wear more feminine clothes - because we wear what women wear casually every day. I dress according to my activity.
My preference would clearly be lesbian. I did, however, discover that I can mentally disassociate myself and become female in an intimate setting with another male to female dresser.
So....the eloquence of the other notes apply to me but I have my own nuiance.
I find associating with lesbians to be much more fun and they [despite the stereo typing] don't all "spit" on us non-female females. I just wish I could find more with whom to establish a closer relationship. I am pliable...if they want me to look ultra
chic, I would dress that way. If they wanted me to be more "rough", I would dress that way. I guess I should have chosen the name "chamelion" instead of Rachel.
Thanks for the opportunity to enter the dialogue.
Hugs :)