For myself, I cannot give up my male self that I have built up over the years. it's been nothing but a hoot.....love every bit of it, would miss it if I ever gave it up. The way things happened, circumstances just kind of led up to it.
Ten or so years ago, and earlier, I had less of a sense of myself. I felt I identified as female. I took an interest in crossdressing somewhere between ages 6-9.....loved how my female cousins absorbed and bragged & flaunted all the feminine fashions with such reckless abandon. That burned into my brain forever.
I never saw myself as a gender, I just felt comforable wherever I did. It was society that detemined hair legnth, which ears to pierce, dresses/skirts vs. pants.
I am both sexes, and I am neither.........that's a pretty annoying & corny statement, eh?
In the endgame, I'd rather spend a Saturday night looking pretty in a cocktail dress at a club or restaurant, or wherever, then go back to my male self.
Just is.
)and after living 44 years as a man there are a lot of things about it that I love. First on that list is my wife and my family. I also could not picture essentially starting life over at my age. 
