Hi Seraphina, nice to meet you. Like most on here I in male mode for work, and spent almost all my home time as Amanda.
Our isolation is born out of fear of being seen as repulsive, weird, and often the complete ignorance of those around us about who we are and represent. Some of us have families that know, or friends that know too. I call them my CD bubble, they love me as me, respect me as me, and accept me as me. We are still a long way of the freedom of being recognised as genuine people. The human race will always have the ability to be cruel. For many of us CD’s our isolation is the darkness we hide in, the camouflage of secrecy as protection. For those that have fought their way to light, and bared their soul, have drawn from renewed strength to mature their femininity and infuse it into their daily life and demand and demonstrated the right to the recognition of being treated as equals regardless.
Love me for the person you know I am, for what’s in my heart is not affected by how I choose to dress, but only by the way you choose to treat me by the way I dress.