

Yes, that is exactly how I felt. Looking back it’s obvious I was just exceptionally good at playing the role I felt I had to though. I was good at it because it was all I knew how to be. I had practiced it forever, it was what had become comfortable for me.
What I didn’t realize was that wasn’t normal to have to try that hard. I was great at pretending to be a man, at acting like people expected me to, at playing the role.
I thought that’s how transitioning would feel, that I would have to learn how to pretend to be female. Except I didn’t, and it was much more about accepting myself and dropping the act than it was learning how to be someone else.
I am just me now. I’m not pretending to be anything, I’m not trying to be what anyone else wants. It doesn’t matter if anyone thinks I make a “good” or a “bad” woman anymore. It matters that I love who I am, I’m comfortable in my body, and I have hope for the future.





Meow :3