And so I have gotten to the point in my existence and a new life I have embraced, where being different no longer applies.
As I remember reading the stories of many woman who were just another girl in the crowd, I often sigh to the immense undertaking I was about to embark on.
In fact what they were talking about was the fact that we often do not even realize the girls are in fact a woman with the transsexual past without their consent in detail they often don't need to share.
At the time, all that seemed like an unobtainable quest, a 44 year olds strive despite the harsh reality of what can and can't be done.
But somehow I knew that it will be done, the dream was stronger then the factual reality at hand.
Now after only 2 years of active transition with HRT and FFS under my belt, I am starting to finally stand on my own strong feet again.
After obtaining an employment as a natural woman, I go to work, put on a badge and get called Miss Inna by many and just Inna by the rest. Some I had been getting used to, but there are still moments when I giggle profusely to the idea of being taken as a natural genetic woman.
Ecstatically mundane is the feeling of normalcy. Going about the day as any woman would, getting to share in this world of feminine proportion without feeling exclusivity and particular charge. Just being as though I have come a full circle and arrived in the same world yet the only tangible difference, that of feeling immensely whole.
And so I shell attest to the true statements of many woman I have long dreamed to follow, and now I speak as one of them.
Just the girl next doorShhhhhhhh
Dreams are real, all you have to do, is believe!
