For about a hundred years now, I've stressed, strived and fantasized about actually passing as a female. Then, as I was reading another thread, that pesky lightbulb (now LED) went off in my head. Isn't passing kinda passe' if not down right prejudice? "I'm sorry sir, Walmart is only for people that present as their biological gender." When I go out as Carla, I appear to be female to the casual observer but, I really am just me being the way I want to be at the moment. Even that rare one out of a thousand image that comes out rewardingly fabulous is still a betrayal of my actual maleness no matter how hard I try.
I do believe I've evolved into something very wonderful. And that's the confidence. Just comfortable just being me. And me really likes going out when me feels pretty!