Things I've learned, transitioning late in life:
1. pantyhose are evil. so are stockings.
2. I will get called "sir" until I die.
3. my face absorbs makeup in minutes, making it look like I didnt put any on. Even if I used a paint roller.
4. shaving as a woman is much, much worse, if only because I'm expected to shave a larger area
5. nobody can tell what gender you are when you're wearing a parka
6. I'm not the most endowed girl ever, but boy, bras are useful things.
7. Trans PMS is a thing.
8. much like before I transitioned, I can only admire high heels from a distance, and cant wear them.
9. I messed up bad, and cant have gender confirmation surgery. It sucks, but that's life.
10. despite everything, I'm glad I've done as much of a transition as I have.
Comments
on being "Sir"ed...
Giggles, and we still love you Sir Dorothy! Your a (k)night Girl from now on... giggles again. Loving hugs, Popcorn Lady
Curtsey
to you Lady Dorothy.
Call you sir! never!
Samantha
I'm with ya on most of those.
*giggles* Love this and always love seeing your posts Miss Dorothy. I started my transition (the actual HRT) at age 40... I'm a few months shy of 46 now and its been an interesting ride so far... I'd love to say its been wonderful, exciting, and life affirming... Although it's been all of those at one time or another it's also been frustrating, painful, and heart wrenching... With that said I am so glad to be living my truth, without having to hide who I am anymore.
I too will be called Sir for the rest of my life, being 6ft tall with the frame of a linebacker, I sorta stick out... Always have and always will... It might not be as bad but I can gladly/unfortunately wear heels and love them... Only problem is my favorite pair put me at almost 6 1/2 ft tall, and I look like a wookie with severe alopecia... Except I don't have their cute button nose :( *arrgh argghh raaahh*
I'm glad you've made it as far as you have, and extrememly glad that you're here with us. *MUAH* girlfriend.
Becca C.
I know I’m weird. The fact that I’m trans is probably one of the more normal things about me.
Dear Highness
If you hate tights and stockings, why not try garters then you could be a Knightie of the Garter??
Anyway, what's your beef. I can't find a poodle skirt in my waist size and these days, when I jive and flash my stocking tops and knickers, it's because I've fallen arse over tip, not because I spin to thrill.
Frances
Who can just about stay upright in heels when walking in a straight line on wet cement.
Frances
Preach, sister!
1. I loved them before I started HRT. Now I can't be bothered with them. Plus, the ones I have I'm pretty sure don't fit me anymore.
2. On occasion I confuse someone trying to figure out which side I fall on. Evem had one rube jokingly tell his friends what was going wrong that "she did it!" while pointing at me. Bless that backwoods rube... but yeah, 99.9% I get sir'd too. Sigh...
3. I don't even try anymore. Beyond eyeliner and lip gloss/lipstick, I just go with a "trans-tomboy" view as an excuse.
4. If HRT could've only aftected my face like it did everywhere else I'd be set. Almost. Until I look like Sasquatch again but only below the knees for some reason.But I've always been like that so it is weird.
5. Maybe that was why I thought about getting one last winter. Then I remember I'm on the Mississippi gulf coast and we get like 3 days of cold weather here...
6. HA! I'm starting to get a bit noticeable and there have been a couple of times I thought I was going to have to tell my coworker "Eyes up here, buddy!"
7. !%&^@#! is it ever. I need chocolate and to yell at someone just thinking about it.
8. I've lucked out with heels. Not an expert, but I manage them well enough. Scared one guy with my height in them but it was worth it.
9. Oh no! :(
10. Damn right! :)
Love and piece(es of chocolate for the PMS days)
Dani