Just another t-girl

I like that the way that my t-ness is developing fits a pattern shared with many other crossdreamers.

I've mentioned this before, but the afront to my proud individuality, my sense of self-determination, feels refreshing, and a salutary lesson.

Beneath the too proudly independent man is just another t-girl.

How I feel is what is crucial. How I interpret it is superficial.

I the conscious interpreter am not directing this journey.

In a way you, if you are long-term reader of this blog, might understand me better than I understand myself. You might be thinking 'oh yes, all the classic symptoms, the classic trajectory', while I hypothesise and waiver.

Oh, I really want to embrace all my cd-sisters that I have this deep, deep thing in common with.

I have found my tribe and I want to be a regular member of it. xxx

(another gorgeous portrait by Pino Daeni)