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For those of you on here who don’t know, I have transitioned and now live and work as a woman full time. I think we all like, or would like, to ‘pass’ when we are out in public enfemme. Even after transitioning I was feeling quite nervous for awhile when away from my workplace or home.
Last week, in the process of having to do an address change on my ID cards, I had to have a new picture taken and was asked what my gender is now. I had thought about changing it as the provincial government where I live had recently made it much easier to change the gender designation on your personal ID cards. So I filled out the form and I am now officially a female, and I felt like I was walking on air, finally fulfilling a lifelong dream!
I had a long coffee with one of my co workers and she asked me if my ears had been burning, as they’d been talking about me, saying good things, she assured, lol. Evidently, since now actually being called a woman, a change in my total persona and demeanor has become very evident to everybody. She said the way I look, behave, talk, my mannerisms, how I laugh and smile have all become so natural that they’re all amazed. She told me that I had no reason to worry anymore about whether I passed, saying that I am a beautiful woman and nobody seeing me would think anything else. I know my confidence levels had increased, but after hearing what she had to say, they have skyrocketed!
So, the rather interesting experiences. Hmmm, I’m attracting attention. It would appear that I am definitely passing. While waiting for the bus I’ve had several ladies ask, “Excuse me miss, do you know when the next bus arrives?” That was okay. Men are opening doors for me and letting me on the bus first, that is okay. But this morning, while exchanging buses downtown, several guys came up and asked, “Miss, do you have any spare change?” I said no, and fortunately the bus arrived. This afternoon, again while waiting for my bus, a fellow sidled up and said, “Sure is a nice breeze on a warm day.” I nodded and said yes. The bus arrived and I got on, he did as well and sat close by. He kept trying to engage me in conversation and I guess I’m just not into that yet. There was another man on the bus who kept his eyes on me and I tried to avert his stares. As the bus approached the stop before my stop I grabbed the handles of my handbag, he then pulled the cord to get off at my stop. I exited as fast as I could and ran across the street. He was walking on the other side, still watching me and started to cross the street, traffic kept him busy as I made it to the stairs down to our condo and I didn’t see him.
I know, from reading posts by other sisters on here that some of you enjoy male companionship. I don’t swing that way, have been informed by my lady friends that I am a trans lesbian, and I’m totally fine with that.
So, passing can be amazingly wonderful, but, as I found, can lead to some unwanted attention and I guess I need to learn how to be careful.
Hugs girls, I need some nice hugs,
Ms. Lauren M
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