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Kali-Ann Gills

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Hi all.

Ok so I hear a lot of "I wish I passed" stuff.

Women are every shape and size imaginable, short or tall, slender or over weight small busted or large the list is endless. Some are classed as beautiful some not so much.

I believe that we have to get away from the atypical image of society ergo if you are not size zero with boobs like an ironing board and an inside leg of 60" you're somehow abnormal. 

Passing is a transgender obsession. Pass as what? For me I am a woman, I may not be beautiful but I am a woman nonetheless. Passing is what pantomime dames do. Indeed in my eyes the term 'passing ' suggests a parody.

So as a transgender woman you hate your legs, boobs, feet or backside. CIS women are the same. Voice! Some of the most erotically desirable women have deep husky voices. It's not about pitch but infliction phrases and words used. 

Ok, it's the whole package, hair attitude and above all CONFIDENCE. walk anywhere looking awkward or self conscious and we will stick out like a sore thumb!

Dress to your age, if you are 57 like me then short skirts and skimpy tops ain't doing any favours. Stare magnet; and above all be comfortable in what you are wearing. Wear heels that you can actually walk in. 

I have seen too many transgender girls hobbling in five inch heels. 

In short, dress for you, if you are happy with your look then go for it confidence in how you are dressed reflects your personality.

Remember that you are an individual woman all women are different rack it and move in your own way. No woman walks like they do on a catwalk.

We are not passing a test, we are simply being who we are . Celebrate your femininity hold your head high,.

It's not so much learning to be a girl, it's forgetting the brainwashing that we have had to be male.

Next time you are out watch those less than 'perfect' women are they scared? No they are not, with all their flaws, over weight, unwanted facial hair, big feet etc etc.

I came to the conclusion I was aiming for the unobtainable, that gorgeous creature in the magazines,  flawless and stunning. Ok I have been heavily Damaged by testosterone yes, but I am a woman and nobody will tell me otherwise. I walk proud of being an everyday woman not a concept created by men. An airbrushed ideal.

At the end of the day men may want them however, they are happy with women like you and me, real women. And believe me a transgender woman is a real woman. In some ways more so because we have to fight for who and what we are! A girlfriend did say to me " I always thought that being a woman was so easy however, you fight everyday for what I take for granted"

" fear is the destroyer of hope and reason, remove the fear and you can achieve anything".

Passing is the enemy of reason and hope, just be who you are.

 

Kali-Ann ? ? ? xx

 

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That was something I realized early on, I was not a size 2 but a 16 (sometimes 14 sometimes 18, but ithat is another topic), I was not a 20 something, I was not short and not slight of build. My face was kind of in the middle between masculine features and feminine ones.  I was not going to be a model in fashion magazine. But how many girls are there that are?

 

Answer--very few. Women can be over 6'. They will get stared at for being that tall though. They are not all the same shape, facial features, or body type. Some have deep voices. Passing or the more PC term blending is mostly about your own confidence.

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Thanks Kali-Ann for a thoughtful post.  I've said it before, passing is not what you want.  Strive to blend in, by dressing and acting appropriately.    

 

That our insecurities and motivations are similar to cis-women is not a fluke.  I totally agree that without confidence, we have nothing.

 

2 hours ago, Kali-Ann Gills said:

I walk proud of being an everyday woman not a concept created by men.

Be the woman you create.

 

Jani

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Kali-Ann you rock! This post is exceptionally worded and ridiculously validating! Thank you!!! xoxo 

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Outstanding advice all the way around.  As you mentioned, and I always say, confidence is key.  if you act like you belong wherever it is you are, then no one is likely to care what you look like.  Act nervous, scared, or stare at people you think are staring at you, and you're not going to be well received.

 

So what if people stare?  It's happened to me.  I just don't give a rats pittooty, and won't unless someone gets in my face, and that has never happened.  Not even once.

 

Act like you own the place, and chances are, you'll be fine.  Thanks very much for your post, Kali-Ann.

 

Carolyn Marie

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7 hours ago, Carolyn Marie said:

Outstanding advice all the way around.  As you mentioned, and I always say, confidence is key.  if you act like you belong wherever it is you are, then no one is likely to care what you look like.  Act nervous, scared, or stare at people you think are staring at you, and you're not going to be well received.

 

So what if people stare?  It's happened to me.  I just don't give a rats pittooty, and won't unless someone gets in my face, and that has never happened.  Not even once.

 

Act like you own the place, and chances are, you'll be fine.  Thanks very much for your post, Kali-Ann.

 

Carolyn Marie

Absolutely correct and let's dispel one of the main reasons for our paranoia, being looked at. If a woman looks at you then she is more than likely to be simply checking out what you are wearing  (unless said woman is a lesbian) secondly a man looks at you well girls he is checking you out we all know that is what men do. And if you have great legs, boobs or anything else great then IT WILL HAPPEN! 

As women we are always being checked out whether you know it or not unfortunately this is one of the more unsavoury aspects of being a woman and men have very different drivers than women do.

My mother understood this very well. And she totally put things into context "women dress for other women not men" I asked why she explained " men will look at a woman regardless of what she is wearing, if a woman looks at you for longer than normal then she is appreciating what you are wearing and your style".

So the truth is this GET USED TO IT because if you hope to float down the street anonymously then that is not going to happen.

I actually quite enjoy it. ??Kali-Ann x

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9 hours ago, Jani said:

Thanks Kali-Ann for a thoughtful post.  I've said it before, passing is not what you want.  Strive to blend in, by dressing and acting appropriately.    

 

That our insecurities and motivations are similar to cis-women is not a fluke.  I totally agree that without confidence, we have nothing.

 

Be the woman you create.

 

Jani

Oh yes Jani ALL women create themselves from a very early age. ??

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9 hours ago, Lexi said:

Kali-Ann you rock! This post is exceptionally worded and ridiculously validating! Thank you!!! xoxo 

Thanks Lexi. It is just experience really and observation. Validation is a myth hunni and in my eyes that is where a lot of transgender people fall, constantly striving for the impossible. Lexi the only person who you should seek approval from is you never seek it from others. The simple point is this;  from the moment we take our first breath as a human being THAT makes us valid!! Regardless of Gender or otherwise never forget this; gender is between the ears not the legs. 

The human brain is the omnipotent driver of the person NOT what you have between your legs. Ergo if your brain tells you that you are a woman then you are. Unfortunately in our case what happens below isn't.

Lexi we are not changing into anything like some kind of Scifi morphing shape changer no; all we are doing is rectifying what is basically a birth defect. 

We are NOT mentally ill, we are a victim of a biological trigger that simply didn't fire correctly

UCLA did some very pioneering research a few years ago. They disected the brains of six gay men six hetro men six CIS women six lesbian women and six transgender women. The results were astonishing.  Gay and hetro male brains identical lesbian and CIS women's brains identical however, when the same comparison was made between transgender women's brains they were shocked to see that our brains are not male in configuration no, our brains are wired exactly the same as a CIS woman's. There are certain areas that are different between women and men. The conclusion was transgender women are women. This research is why the WHO have removed transgenderism out of psychology and into biological.

Science is discovering more and more about what happens during the 12th week of gestation. All feotuses start of as female phycological processes are identical at this point. A gender trigger is pulled THIS determines gender at birth. Lexi children up until four or five are indistinguishable  (interestingly this is the age where most transgender people realise something is amiss) our trigger fires blanks. This is why we feel different

No real man would ever consider removing their genitala growing breasts etc. Our physical Dysphoria is BECAUSE our brains expect breasts, and subconsciously babies when this does not happen we deteriorate.

So YOU ARE A WOMAN.

????Kali-Ann xxx 

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Literal tears! Ik we shouldn't need validation but it is nice to be acknowledged for the gender you are, and to have others see what you see. 

 

I'll treasure this topic and revisit it often! Ty sooo much Kali-Ann, you rock! Xoxo

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Kali-Ann, you are one very wise woman! Everything that you have said is sooo true. 

5 hours ago, Kali-Ann Gills said:

"women dress for other women not men"

I realized many years ago that when I looked at women, I was checking out what they were wearing, not the woman herself. That and wishing I could have the shape too, lol!

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I have been told by more than one person that "I know you are Trans, but it does not seem to be a problem for you, so why should it be one for me?"  I hadn't specifically said I was Trans to them either!!  I made a post about some Trans kids here a couple of days ago and they are just ordinary children in their minds, and I am just another old lady to them. 

 

I have been trying for years to say this @Kali-Ann Gills maybe at last they will listen to someone new!! 

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Is wanting to be attractive really such a bad thing though? I want to be attractive. I don’t even care if I look like a cis woman, because I’m not, but I do want to be attractive. I don’t want to blend in either. I want people to see me. I want people to say wow that person is beautiful. That’s my dream. If I am mistaken as a cis woman than so be it. If not we’ll thats fine too. 

But I refuse to put myself through all of this emotional and physical stress for the purpose of simply passing. I don’t want to spend 100k on looking like everyone else. Lol. Why would anyone want to do that?! With the right makeup wig clothes and shape wear almost anyone can pass. That’s easy. As you said women are all shapes and sizes. There’s a difference between passing and being attractive. And I think people use passing when they mean attractive. And I think everyone should do whatever they need to do to feel attractive. Please let go of societies definition of attractive though. That’s not helpful to anyone. Cis or otherwise. Be yourself and be happy with yourself. That’s all that really matters. 

Kirsten

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6 minutes ago, Kirsten said:

Please let go of societies definition of attractive though.

 

I don't scare cats, rats or small children.  Is that good enough?

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Just now, VickySGV said:

 

I don't scare cats, rats or small children.  Is that good enough?

I scare small children daily! It’s lots of fun too. And just last night I scared a mouse out of my kids disgustingly dirty room. ???

And if you’re happy it sure is good enough. Being accepting of others and being happy with yourself is all that matters. 

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15 hours ago, Kirsten said:

Is wanting to be attractive really such a bad thing though? I want to be attractive. I don’t even care if I look like a cis woman, because I’m not, but I do want to be attractive. I don’t want to blend in either. I want people to see me. I want people to say wow that person is beautiful. That’s my dream. If I am mistaken as a cis woman than so be it. If not we’ll thats fine too. 

But I refuse to put myself through all of this emotional and physical stress for the purpose of simply passing. I don’t want to spend 100k on looking like everyone else. Lol. Why would anyone want to do that?! With the right makeup wig clothes and shape wear almost anyone can pass. That’s easy. As you said women are all shapes and sizes. There’s a difference between passing and being attractive. And I think people use passing when they mean attractive. And I think everyone should do whatever they need to do to feel attractive. Please let go of societies definition of attractive though. That’s not helpful to anyone. Cis or otherwise. Be yourself and be happy with yourself. That’s all that really matters. 

Kirsten

Hi Kristen

I am not suggesting for a moment that wanting to be attractive is a bad thing all women want to be attractive.  However, there are many forms of attractive from the cardboard cutout image that magazines push to the reality of real women. I do spend a lot of time on myself yes, but my reason for posting is this;  who are we trying for? To fit into a small narrow image of what we should be or are we doing it for ourselves? 

What I am saying is why do we as transgender people continually torture ourselves I firmly believe that the concepts of femininity and beauty have been completely taken out of context. My best friend lives her whole life in Dr Martin boots and dungarees is she beautiful; not in the accepted definition that society says no.  Is she a woman yes beyond a doubt. She wears clothing that she wishes to. I have known this woman for almost 50 years she is who she is.

I  like many spent decades striving to be something that I was not. That process caused me no end of pain. To me attempting to 'pass' is precisely the same thing I refuse to once again strive to achieve what I know I cannot be.

We go through enough torment without adding to it because we don't look a certain way. Yes I could spend thousands on surgery however, I prefer to use the money to actually have a life now. I have worked tirelessly over the past three years not to become beautiful but to become as feminine as I can do. I may not stop conversation when I enter a room to be honest I would be disturbed if I did. On the other hand the vast majority of people who I meet basically treat me like any other woman. Not because I am a stunning beauty but because I am very feminine I am confident in my own existence.

All women want to be attractive however, I have been poisoned every day of my life by testosterone; because of that I realised that I had to be realistic. 

If I tried to become the  beauty that society expects with a face so worked on that I could barely smile and a body hacked, chopped and shaped would I be me. I have to say no, I would once again be a parody.

I have begun to like myself again. I have noticed that when I interact with others that fact comes across and because I am very comfortable with me. I don’t want to pass as anything I just want to be me.

???Kali-Ann xx

 

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17 hours ago, VickySGV said:

I have been told by more than one person that "I know you are Trans, but it does not seem to be a problem for you, so why should it be one for me?"  I hadn't specifically said I was Trans to them either!!  I made a post about some Trans kids here a couple of days ago and they are just ordinary children in their minds, and I am just another old lady to them. 

 

I have been trying for years to say this @Kali-Ann Gills maybe at last they will listen to someone new!! 

Well said Vicky, in my experience many people are not that bothered about whether you are transgender or not it is more about how we interact with people. I am sorry to say this however, if a person who is dressed and is presenting as a woman yet  behaves in a way that is quite obviously male that will always make people uncomfortable and in some cases defensive and hostile. I firmly believe that achieving a good level of femininity is far more important than trying to achieve beauty. I have been told this many times. On my birthday last year I had a bit of a get together at my local pub, and around 12 people turned up four of whom were trans girls . One of my party became a little squiffy and forgot themselves whilst not a problem in itself other customers attitudes towards her changed very rapidly. It was obvious that they were very uncomfortable. Not because she was transgender but because she was behaving in a way that women do not.

One of the customers told me at the bar that they were more than happy to treat her as a woman until that point. 

It is all about perceptions behave like a woman and most people will treat you as a woman it is not about 'passing ' it is far more than that. When I enter a bar, restaurant or any other public spaces as a transgender woman I  need to feel comfortable and confident interacting with others. This goes both ways I believe that sometimes we forget this fact. 

I go to my local for a glass of wine or a coffee at least three times a week when Robert is working and I am shopping. Everyone treats me as a woman talks to me like a woman even though they all know that I am transgender. Because I behave like a woman. Ergo they are comfortable with me. I am adressed as love,  sweetheart and miss and I react accordingly. 

The human brain picks up the most miniscule details of another person physical appearance is one however,  there are many more subtle things. Posture,  mannerisms and movement. If any one looks wrong the alarm bells start ringing. This is not a conscious thing it is subconscious, we all do it. And surprisingly the physical is the least important because we know women are all shapes and sizes.

Work on the basics practice moving sitting even drinking very few women stick their elbow up in the air. 

So after all this what is the conclusion? To make sure that this happens be comfortable with you until then you cannot expect others to be comfortable with you. Stop chasing the impossible year after year of being ravaged by testosterone takes it's toll. 

We are women nonetheless however, concentrate on femininity. Robert asked me out two years ago for this reason. He said " I know you are Trans but you are so feminine.

Don't 'pass' BE the woman eat sleep and live it. Don't act or pretend we are women and at the end of all the words and discussion that is all that matters

???? Kali-Ann xx 

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17 hours ago, Kirsten said:

There’s a difference between passing and being attractive. And I think people use passing when they mean attractive. 

Dear Kirsten,

 

Thank you.  You are a wise woman.  For many reasons I’m only part-time.  One is that I want to be treated as a woman and not a trans woman.  I huge part of this hang up was not being able to pass.  After reading your post I realized that I’m not looking for someone to say you look just like a cis woman, that would actually be hurtful, I’m looking for someone to say your pretty, I love your outfit or where did you get those shoes.  That’s what I notice about women and that’s what other women will notice.

 

I still have a long way to go with my look, I’m over 6’ tall and when I try putting on eyeliner it fall more in the category of self harm rather than fashion but this has given me new hope and determination to keep going.  With luck I will get there.

 

Thank you again.  hugs and best wishes.

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Just remeber @Adaline we all come in our own shape size demeanor etc... be yourself. Not what anyone wants you to be. Kali-Ann is right on point with the acting feminine being very important. But there’s a lot of ways that women act too. The girls I hang out with throw back beers like the guys. Play softball and cornhole. Sweat swear and party. If I went out with them and acted like a “lady” I’d be laughed at. But going out like myself... well some people like me. Some don’t. Too bad for them.

But it’s got nothing to do with me being trans. It’s just that they dont like me. Lol. I’m a very loud person. Bright exciting friendly and fun. That’s not for everyone. But I’m me. And I love me. Love yourself. Whatever that is. There is one rule in life for me. And that’s be happy. Don’t be afraid to break the mold to do it! 

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21 hours ago, Lexi said:

Literal tears! Ik we shouldn't need validation but it is nice to be acknowledged for the gender you are, and to have others see what you see. 

 

I'll treasure this topic and revisit it often! Ty sooo much Kali-Ann, you rock! Xoxo

Lexi you have basically hit the nail on the head. Validation and acknowledgement are rather different things. When I hear the term 'validated' it conjours up images that we have in some way been given 'permission' to be who we are. There is a line in a song that I am listening to right now "are we human or are we dancers" and again I will not change my mind on this 'passing" sounds like a performance. We ARE NOT performing, not acting. I refuse to beat myself up asking a casting vote on whether I am a woman or not.

Are we saying that the best we can hope for is a kind of grudging acceptance? We are so much more, and deserve so much more. I sometimes feel that it is almost like we expect to be to be singled out and accept it like a type of occupational hazard. 

Ok,  I as much as any woman enjoy being told that I look nice, clothing, hair etc however, those comments do not 'validate me as a woman.??? Kali-Ann xx

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21 hours ago, BrandiBri said:

Kali-Ann, you are one very wise woman! Everything that you have said is sooo true. 

I realized many years ago that when I looked at women, I was checking out what they were wearing, not the woman herself. That and wishing I could have the shape too, lol!

Hi Brandi, 

Spot on generally speaking the female world is a competition men compete with each other to attract the female; it is all about prowess with them. Women compete also but at a far more sublime level, we work to outshine the woman next to us. Again these are subconscious actions. 

Watch women on a dance floor as soon as a good looking man comes into view our body language changes, hip movement more pronounced, bust pushed out even facial expressions alter just a little more demure. Again subconscious conditioning over many thousands of years. A contradiction yes but true. We are both driven by the same basic genetics, a man is driven to produce as many children as possible, another indication of prowess. We on the other hand want the best genes possible for our babies. In this respect we are no different from any other animal.

In other words we need to completely understand these drivers. CIS girls learn this from an early age most if not all transgender girls do not

have this advantage. I am very fortunate because from the age of 11 to 16 I was brought up as a girl. All of my friends were girls and believe me that is a world that boys never see, because they are never allowed to. Have you ever noticed that girls shut up talking when a boy is close? 

Like it or not we are very different. However, transgender women are no different we have the same brain wiring, proven by UCLA. In the treatment of transgender women and men we SHOULD be educated in these subtleties. I am sorry to say this however,  you cannot give a transgender woman boobs and a vagina and a transgender man a penis and wave them off into the sunset and expect her/him to assimilate seamlessly. 

Sorry for going. However, I believe that in order to assimilate we must understand what we are entering.

??? Kali-Ann xx 

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Perhaps it is because I'm still very new to accepting this myself. I still struggle with accepting I am a trans woman, and not a woman. Ik the difference between the two is negligible but it seems like such a huge gap rn. Either way I'm super glad to have found you all. Thank you for existing! Ik there's brighter days to come. Special thanks to you Kali-Ann! Xoxo

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On Thursday, July 26, 2018 at 1:09 AM, Lexi said:

Kali-Ann you rock! This post is exceptionally worded and ridiculously validating! Thank you!!! xoxo 

Lexi 

I am always available to sisters and I am happy to offer advice if I am able to. I was brought up as a girl from the age of 11 to 16 so I feel that I have an insight that some do not. I am more than happy to give you my email address if you would like to talk about things that are bothering you   ???Kali-Ann xx 

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Just now, Lexi said:

Perhaps it is because I'm still very new to accepting this myself. I still struggle with accepting I am a trans woman, and not a woman. Ik the difference between the two is negligible but it seems like such a huge gap rn. Either way I'm super glad to have found you all. Thank you for existing! Ik there's brighter days to come. Special thanks to you Kali-Ann! Xoxo

Lexi, 

There is no difference between CIS women and transgender women apart from the plumbing. I have no concern whether a woman is a cis woman or a transgender woman we are all sisters. But I will always continue to attempt to make transgender women understand that we are REAL women we are not odd not freaks. When I first went to school in a skirt my best friend said " about time you're no more a boy than I am" we were 11. And she is still my best friend to this day. 

Lexi there is nothing to accept, YOU have been suppressed for so long, let her live and believe me she will repay you a thousand times.

Section your brain from the rest of your body, look at it this way use your body to take the woman to where you wish to be a symbiotic relationship. 

The two at this time are two opposed creatures however, each needs the other.

Be calm and concentrate on the good parts of you. I have male bits  (albeit very small) and I have learned to ignore them and work around them. My female brain needs the less than female body to survive, and Lexi I am using it as such nothing more than a tool . Nourishment and the capability to move around, as I say a symbiotic relationship. Two entities occupying the same space.

It is tough but each day becomes easier.

Brainwashing is the hardest to overcome. This is why transgender people feel guilty. Guilty of what? Why on earth should I feel guilty for being a woman? And neither should you. 

A feeling of guilt is only relevant when the situation is within our control being transgender is not in our control ergo we cannot be guilty.

??? Kali-Ann xxx 

 

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It's the two entities that tear me apart. Most times it's manageable. This morning it hit hard. Rereading this convo over and over has helped take the edge off though. I'll be able to make it through today and like you said every day gets easier. 

 

Sorry for dominating your incredibly helpful post. This one really resonated for me and I'm not yet allowed to pm >.<

 

My gratitude to you is unexpresseable. Biiiiig hugs! Xoxo

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18 hours ago, Lexi said:

It's the two entities that tear me apart. Most times it's manageable. This morning it hit hard. Rereading this convo over and over has helped take the edge off though. I'll be able to make it through today and like you said every day gets easier. 

 

Sorry for dominating your incredibly helpful post. This one really resonated for me and I'm not yet allowed to pm >.<

 

My gratitude to you is unexpresseable. Biiiiig hugs! Xoxo

Lexi I really do understand. I am just another transgender woman however, I have been around the block a few times. My experiences as a young girl and young woman allows me to place things in a slightly different context.

Those experiences opened my eyes to the reality of how women are viewed and treated by society. And believe me that view is a lot narrower than people imagine. Women are subjected to scrutiny in ways that men never will be. Being a woman either transgender or cis is not easy; nor is it,  I am afraid to say, the paradise that some believe. A woman has to fight to be heard in the workplace because we have breasts and a vagina  we are viewed as less than men. And like it or not it is subconsciously assumed that we are less intelligent and less capable than men. This is totally wrong however, it is another instance of thousands of years of conditioning.

This is one factor that transgender women struggle with as soon as I started living as a woman again 24/7/365 everything changed; fortunately because of my experiences I was in many ways prepared for this. It has been this way since we came out of the trees and it is unlikely to change.

We may not be as physically strong as men however, we are far more adapted to our environment. More agile, less prone to diseases and our pain threshold is far higher: indeed there is a school of thought that believes that in the early days of Homo Sapiens women were the most likely to have been the main bread winner. Principally because our patience levels are more advanced, we are less likely to become frustrated. Having had a number of boyfriends during my life I rapidly came to the conclusion that men are rather simple creatures compared to women. I have also found that transgender women have a deep down capacity to multi task, unfortunately this capacity has been diluted by brainwashing however, with hormone treatment and life experience as a woman in the world these inbuilt abilities flourish. A recent report states that you could fill a cis male with female hormones and whilst they would develop breasts etc because their brains are wired exactly opposite of the female the traits that makes us women would never develop.

We perceive things in a very different way. Tests in the eighties found that women see far more colours than men and our sense of smell is far more advanced, also our hearing is more acute. Ergo WE WERE the bread winner.

I can communicate with my best friend Tania without saying a word; I am not suggesting telepathy no, a look or a simple hand movement and she understands completely the same is prevalent with other women also.

The woman's world is really a thing of magical closeness; to be successful in this world a transgender woman has to understand it. Whilst it is acceptable to be loud and boisterous in other women's company IT IS NOT acceptable to do so when you are with your boyfriend / husband. 

I am far from the shrinking violet however, my boyfriend expects a certain level of behaviour. Have you ever wondered why men find hen parties so threatening? The answer is this, because they are not in control. Indeed if they tried to enter that environment they would be belittled and made to be unwelcome. In short men find women threatening when we are given free rein. Tanias' hen night was a point of this. We ordered a gallon of Mohito seventeen women going for it: the barman was huge yet, he was scared to bring the pitcher over lol.

Lexi being a woman is more than a pretty dress. I am more than happy to help you find this understanding.

Being a woman is to win gods lottery. However, remember that being a woman carries a responsibility. A man may be many things but a woman is always a woman. 

I am here if you need me.

????Kali-Ann xx 

 

 

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      I'm not sure I am typing this is in the correct place.  My intent is to send separate replies to each of the people who said something to me.   Kay: You were my first.  (Wait a minute, that could be misunderstood!)  (Giggles) Mmindy: Thank you for the warm welcome. April: Thank you for the welcome, I am looking forward to getting to know this site and the people in it better. Heather: I am not sure what impact I could have made?  (Other than my running into one wall or another while trying to learn this site .... giggles).  Heather your Profile pic shows you with a guitar, you probably don't live near me, but if we are ever in the same area I do love to get together with another musician!   Charlize: Thank you for the welcome.  Hope to learn more some time.   Ashley: Thanx for the encouragement!  I really need plenty of that!  Hmm, my hobbies you ask... I enjoy some computer gaming and I am a musician.  I suppose my fascination with with clothes could be a hobby shared by a few here? Ashley, I see you have 3.7k posts!  Wow!  Are you threatened by me?  (This is my second post ... so I'm gaining on you! ... giggles) I should probably save my silliness till after I learn if I am even writing all this in the correct place or not!   Michelle
    • April Marie
      I needed some "retail therapy" today and picked up this skort and a skirt. I'm really feeling the need to wear some color after this winter season.    
    • Abigail Genevieve
      They put her in a room with soft walls, low lighting, even a soft floor, for observation.  The bed was fastened to the wall and the blankets and sheets on the bottom and far side could not be pulled out.  There was a built in pillow.  There was a stainless steel toilet with a tank on the other side of the wall and a stainless steel sink where you had to put your hand under to start it. Lukewarm water.  Soap dispenser with the tank on the other side of the wall. Small black half-globe in the middle of the ceiling.  Soft grey walls.  If this did not drive someone crazy, nothing would.  No clock.  Just the ventilation constantly humming and no outside noises, no window, no clue as to the time of day.  She had a hospital gown on and paper underwear furnished by the hospital, lest, she supposed, she find a way to kill herself with her regular underwear.  That would be a sad way to go. "Please put my gi in cold water. I don't want the blood to set," she said to the camera, but there was no response. Act normal, she told herself. You want out of here.  This was the low-stimulation therapy chamber, supposed to calm people down. She had read about it. Nothing to read, nothing to look at.  Finally she looked at the bands on her wrist.  The bright orange one said UNIT 304.  She closed her eyes and thought about the map of the hospital in the ER room.  It had all three floors.  ER on one, operating rooms and stuff on two, maternity and an unnamed area on 3.  It might as well say PSYCH WARD she figured. Or LOONEY BIN.  If she was here much longer she would go nuts. She looked at the other band, a white band with black lettering. Arial font.  Nicely spaced borders around everything.  Text above and the UPC code or whatever below.  She thought maybe she had time to crack the code and be able to figure out what it read. She read the text.  JONES TAYLOR A.  Correct. DOB.  No periods, just the letters.  04-03-2000. That was correct. Nice they kept the zeros so these things would be consistent. F.  She stared at that.  F.   The next line was MICHAELS A.  That was her doctor.  The F could only be gender.  He was some kind of a specialist in the field of sex and he had called her F.  Her drivers' license and medical insurance and Social Security card and birth certificate, even her Voter ID, had M.  She went over and over it.  There was no M anyway that would indicate gender. Only F. She had plenty to think about.  Lunch was a tasteless hamburger served by an expressionless somebody who obviously had orders not to talk.  She also got grapes, somehow rendered tasteless and chips and a plastic glass of lemonade.  When she was done the somebody took them and exited a door that she had not noticed.  She searched the wall but could not find any hint of where the door was.  Well, in the future she would be able to understand what it means to be in a psych ward.   Dinner was similar.  There was a breakfast, too, and sometime later the door opened and a nurse smiled and called her out to the hall.  There was Dr. Michaels. "I see no reason to keep you, so I am sending you home.  My notes have been sent to your therapist and she will be talking to you soon. If not, call her." "Thank you.  Oh, my gi." She was given scrubs to wear home and a bucket of cold water that they had been soaking her gi in. "You need to wait for discharge, miss."  Miss.  Here's proof. The other documents would be easy to change. She waited in a waiting room.  They gave her lunch at noon, and at 2:00 the discharge papers finally arrived. "I will need some way to get home." "He's downstairs in the lobby.  You can meet him there." "Great." ----------------------------------------------------- "What are we going to do about Marketing?"  this was the Chairman of the Board.  He had been asking this for years. This Saturday afternoon the Board had dropped their golf game in light of the sudden drop in sales.  This was not quite an emergency, but close. There was debate.  They finally agreed that since Gibson had been given something that they now considered a raw deal, and turned it into a cash cow for the company anyway, he deserved promotion.  They needed to ramp up Marketing  and Sales because the traditional products were market laggers now and there was pressure to open up the forty acres of industrial facilities they had closed when the jobs went to China.  They needed to find a way to create jobs. Gibson would be moved from Marketing to be the new Vice President of Marketing and Sales. A key job would be identifying new markets they could enter and expanding product appeal. "So who gets his job?" Discussion. Obviously it needed a college graduate.  There was only one in Marketing, this Taylor person.  Should they promote a transgender?  HR spoke up and said that since she was the only one in Marketing with a degree, it would be almost a fatal flaw not to promote her if they could.  Policy was to always promote from within if possible. She was beginning to work on her Master's. Point in her favor.  She brought fresh, young blood to the company. Another point.  Everyone liked her. Quick learner. Sharp. Emotionally stable.  Positive. They had confidence in her, even if she was new to the company, that she could handle the job.  When could HR have the paperwork ready?  Good. This would be announced first thing Monday morning. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bob found himself at a loss as to what to do with himself.  He made himself coffee with the new coffee maker and the new coffee, made a PBJ with the new bread, the new PB and the new jelly, and ate an apple, all at the new table.  It was almost like she was there.  He even did the dishes and put the clean ones in the dish rack and made his bed.   He threw himself into work that could have waited for Monday.  He worked on a financial projection and his personal budget and then went over to the hospital. No, he would not be allowed to see her.  She was fine. Don't worry.   He went for a walk this nice spring day.  He just happened to walk around the hospital, hoping she would be standing at a window somewhere. Nope.  He ate a TV dinner she had bought him and tinkered with his motorcycle and went to bed.   The next day he ate a breakfast that happened to be there from the stuff Taylor had bought, which made him miss her even more.  He went to the church they had visited Wednesday night, partly because he was curious, but mainly to sit next to the chair she had sat in Wednesday night, as if that would make her appear.   Worship was similar to Wednesday night and Brother Mike spoke.  Before he began he saw Bob and in surprise said, "Sir, I wanted to catch you Wednesday night but I didn't. Can  I ask you please to stay afterwards and come up here and talk to me?" That was fine with Bob.  They also had information no one in town had.   The sermon, altar call and closing song over, Bob made his way to the front. Brother Mike came over to him.  "Sir,I want to ask your forgiveness for want it must have seemed like to you Wednesday night.  And on behalf of my wife, for Tuesday. She had Taylor confused with someone else.  Will you forgive us?" Quite the start.  "Sure." "In 2015 I was the youth pastor at Hutton Church." [Hutton is a little village outside of Roosevelt, consisting of a church, half a dozen houses, a gas station and a Dollar General Store. The kids go to Roosevelt schools.] "Small world." "I remember there was a terrible assault on one of the youth at the high school, and there was a prayer campaign for that boy. He made a full recovery.  I recall a number of  news articles even though the family requested privacy.  I remember a Bob being mentioned as a close friend of the assaulted.  You strongly resemble him, and I am puzzled by your companion. She looks like the boy a lot.  That is why I kept looking in your direction.  Not in accusation." "She was him." "Really." "This is the same Taylor people are talking about - who changed from male to female?" "I think she was never a male, actually." "Really.  Well, I didn't build this church by accusing anyone or making anyone feel bad, and I think both those things happened with you and - Taylor.  I want you to know you are welcome here.  If there is anything I can do to help, let me know.  Did you know that over half this church came forward Wednesday night with sexual issues of one sort or another?  You are not alone. Excuse me, that is presumptuous, that you have such issues. I have no right to pry.  But thank you for coming back."   Not bad, Bob thought. Not bad at all.    A quick fast food lunch and he was at the hospital.  Was she being discharged? He was her ride, so they were willing to tell him. He could wait. And he did.        
    • Adrianna Danielle
      Was excited today,my new toolbox has been shipped out,Snap On dealer told me this.It took this long since it was ordered to get it.My other co workers and I were right about the new employee that started yesterday,He was fired this afternoon.Was on his phone again and boss caught him do it.Plus he did call me an offensive word,the C word my boss hates.I did report that to my boss.My boss believes in treating women right
    • Sally Stone
      ss,   I can't say that my image in the mirror has helped me understand why I am bi-gender.  I'm pretty certain the reason I identify as bi-gender  has to do with how I feel inside.  About mirrors though, I do clearly see my inner woman when I look at myself in the mirror.  
    • MaeBe
    • Abigail Genevieve
      The tornado called Taylor ripped through Bob's apartment. After a trip to a laundromat, two trips to grocery stores for cleaning supplies and what Taylor opined were Basic Staples, everything was scrubbed within an inch of its life.  A new dish  drainer with a new hand towel and dish cloth were by the side of the scrubbed out sink; motorcycle parts were in a box under the newly made bed.  Floor, shower, toilet, sink had been hit in the bathroom and new towels hung there the way Taylor liked them. "I don't recognize the place/" "So move out." Taylor was sitting on one of the new kitchen chairs.  There were four of them around the little wooden table.  In the middle was a flower arrangement.  Bob had made his last trip to the dumpster.  Not a pizza box remained. A row of card board boxes with books had been replaced by shelves full of neatly arranged books. "Look at this." "I am not going to do this all the time.  You clean your own place from now on. I am bushed." "Many thanks, babe." "No problem, Big Guy." "Hey, I wanted to talk to you about exercise.  Karate in particular."  He pronounced it ka-ra-tay. "I am a second Dan black belt and there is a certain obligation there to teach other people." "Kara-tay? I don't know." "A friend of mine runs a dojo here and needs my help. He talked to me already.  Tuesday and Thursday night and Saturday mornings." "Oh.  So you will be there then." She looked disappointed. "I'm hoping you will be there." "Sounds dangerous.  But I could use the exercise." "And self-defense would be good. It might help." "It might. Huh.  Saturday morning?" "8 AM I need to be there. Classes run until noon. I don't need to be there the whole time." "Is there an intro class or anything?" "Yes. 10 to 11." "How about if I try that."  She was not very enthusiastic.  Punches and kicks and stuff.   Saturday morning they arrived together.  She wanted to watch the Green Belt class that met then just to see what she was in for. Sensei Mark came to the front of the room, before the big American and Japanese flags. Between them was a picture.  "I am honored to introduce to you Sensei Bob.  He is a second Dan black belt.  He has actually beaten me in tournaments.  I have known him through tournaments.  You will listen to him as you listen to me.   Sensei Bob, take the class. The two sensei bowed to each other.  Sensei Bob pointed out that Sensei Mark had beaten him, as well. Taylor was sort of standing against the back wall, scrunched up, a mouse in her crisp new beltless gi.  Her t-shirt was off white underneath it and she was hoping no one would notice. "I am Sensei Mark. You are Taylor." "Yes, sensei!" she stood at attention and shouted it. He laughed.  "This is not Cobra Kai and we are not in a Karate Kind movie.  You do that here only between bows.  Bob tells me you are a complete beginner." "That is an understatement." "Here, let me fix your gi."  She had it on a little incorrectly.  She drew back. "What's the matter?" "I am pretty touchy." "Okay.  Untie the straps in front and tie them the other way, like mine." "I don't have a belt." "There. That is right. You will get a belt after three months and passing tests on kata, kumite and karate knowledge." "I don't know what that is." "And we touch a lot here.  Not romantically. You see how Sensei Bob is going around and adjusting people's stances and arm locations." "Yes, I see that." No enthusiasm. "You are Sensei Bob's girl, right?" "Yes.  What is important to him is important to me, so here I am."  He wished her well and told her to go see Margie, who handled registration at the little table. "Hi, I heard about you." Margie began. "What does that mean?" "It means we treat everyone here with respect.  That was the wrong way to start." "I'll say. Try again." "Good morning. How can I help you?" "I want to register for the beginner class." "You are Taylor, right?" "Right." "Sensei Bob paid for your lesson today." He would. She gave name, address, age, height, weight, and they came to gender. Margie asked it twice. "Put down female." "The only other choice is male." "Then that is it." "Earlier I was thinking about tournaments, which are big here. The rules are that boys fight boys and girls fight girls - there are Men's and Women's Divisions.  I know you look like a woman, but they go by the birth certificate." This was awkward.  Really awkward.  Down at the other end of the room they were moving in unison when Bob said HAI!, turning, punching, kicking, etc. "I don't plan to go to tournaments.  One step at a time, shall we?" "Okay.  And I meant it when I said respect.  We bow to each other.  You will see. As a sign of honoring other people." Margie bowed slightly, sitting down.  Taylor returned the bow and smiled. The class moved into sparring, breaking into twos and practicing moves against each other.  Bob was moving among the pairs, adjusting positions of hands, hips, feet.  Taylor was unsure about someone touching her like that, her hips particularly.    The green belt class ended as new students came in for the beginners' class. Down at the other end the brown belt class began.  The room was large enough you could do two classes at the same time.   The other beginners, nervous, lined up at Margie's table.  People got into gis, the men in their big area and only woman in the little restroom that was for them.   Sensei Mark greeted them and showed them where to stand: on the little x's on the floor. He explained the School Code.  They would recite it at the beginning of class and they needed to memorize it for the white belt test, at which time they would, of course, receive a white belt. He explained some terms.    They warmed up with some basic, easy stretches.   They learned a kata called Taikyoku Shodan, involving blocks, punches and some movements. This was not bad.   She was now paired off with Judy.  Things were going well and this was not too bad. Judy was sixty years old and had been told to exercise by her doctor.  Taylor said her boyfriend was teaching the other class, which was impressive, and he wanted her involved.   "You remember the gedan barai - downward block?"  They did. Everyone showed him and he went around and made sure everyone had it down. "And the lunge punch?"  They did. "Now we are going to put them together. One of you will punch and the other block it. Okay?"   Taylor squared off against Judy.  Her heart was pounding.  She practiced her gedan barai as Judy practiced her lower lunge punch.  Then they faced each other. "Okay, first partner, lunge punch.  Second partner, lower block.  Slowly.  Go!" Taylor saw the punch coming at her, but instead of blocking it her eyes welled up with tears and she dropped to the floor, weeping uncontrollably. "Oh God, Oh, God, Oh God, make it stop, make it stop" she shouted to parties unseen. Fetal position, rocking back and forth. Crying hysterically. "I didn't go near her," Judy said, bewildered. "Taylor?"  this was Sensei Bob.  Both classes had stopped and were looking at her. She kept crying. "I am here, "Bob told her, not touching.  "Oh Bob you need a wife who can be a real woman to you. I am making you into a monk or something." And she continued crying at full volume. "You need someone better than me, someone who can give you kids." Everyone could hear this.  They were turning away, trying to pretend they could not hear this. "I need to get her out of here and take her." Bob said, and he and Mark bowed to each other. He scooped her up and she bawled into his shoulder.  She clung to him.  First hug ever. Death grip, more like it. "Judy, would you get her things?" "I did nothing," Judy said, and moved towards the restroom, stunned.  "Nothing." "I know what she was wearing," Margie said, and got them. "I've got a gym bag. It 's red and it says Roosters on it. Can you get it? Mark got it.  He accompanied them to the car.  Taylor was non-stop crying deeply, clinging to him for dear life. Mark unlocked the car and together they managed to pry Taylor off of him, even though it took both of them to do it.  She was in the car seat and they managed to buckle her in it. "I am going to take you to your apartment," he said. "No. Emergency room," she said. "Maybe the psych ward."  He didn't doubt it. She calmed down in a few minutes on the way. "Well, that was embarrassing." "Everyone remembers their first day of karate class." "Bob, what I love about you is your sense of humor." "I love everything about you." "Even this?" "Yes. Even this." She managed to walk into the ER.  They were both still in gis. "Karate accident?" "No. I am Taylor and I am a nut. I wear a gi all the time. I make my boyfriend wear one, too." "She had a triggered event.  She's had some difficult times." "I see. Do you you know are bleeding?" "No."  Her crotch was wet with blood and the blood was seeping down both legs. She was wheeled away. "Sir, please wait here." He did.  He had no legal right to see her right now. After a while a nurse came out and said he could come on  back. There she was in a hospital gown.  "Seems like old times." "yeah.  We gotta stop meeting like this." The nurse buzzed around and left them. "They are running tests." "I bet they are." "I got an MRI. On a Saturday morning, too."  First ever. "You rate.  But why?" "They figure some of the old scar tissue - you know, from the- from the past - ripped open and they need to see what is going on." "We know what is going on,"said a doctor, stepping in. He looked at her. "I am Doctor Michaels.  They called me in.  I just happened to be in the building and they wanted me to see this and take the case.  My specialty is Disorders of Sexual Development. But what I am seeing is little in the way of disorder.  Look at this." They looked at the image. "This is a perfectly ordinary uterus." "Uterus?" "Yes, your uterus." "What?" "That is not all.  This is a cervix, and this is a vagina." "It's blocked up." "Yes.  It looks like you had surgery to do exactly that when you were an infant.  They used to do that." "This is me?" "You." "Really?" "I imagine this takes some getting used to. "Can it be undone?" "Absolutely. I mean, I cannot guarantee it, but it is more than likely. I would like to run some tests." "And the bleeding?" "It looks like the hormones you have been taking have kicked of a regular monthly cycle. Then you did a whole bunch of exercise.  Not surprising." "What?" "I want you to come to my office next week for follow-up.  Have you ever had a genetic test of any sort?" "No." "Well, your testes - one looks at first glance more like an ovary." "Ovary. Can I have kids?" "Too soon to tell.  You look happy." She did.  "Bob, you look stunned." "I am." "Given what happened earlier today we want to keep you overnight for observation.  I understand you are a trauma victim and something triggered it." "I got a punch thrown at me in kara-tay class, is all. I am a wimp." "Well, I will let you two talk for a minute and they will come and get you shortly.  No bad news here." "They are coming to take me away, hah-hah, they are coming to take me away," Taylor chanted. "Bob, I am not done with kara-tay.  I want to at least finish a first class. I mean, you paid for it and I want you to get your money's worth." "I think I got that." "Kiss me, you fool,"  she said, and he did, with energy.        
    • April Marie
      These arrived in yesterday's mail. I'm out working in the yard today so just old clothes. I'm looking forward to wearing this t-shirt dress when the weather warms up a bit more.  
    • missyjo
      Ashley I've known busty girls who wore b nice bras tl work n such then like a sift sports bra to lounge or sleep in hugs
    • missyjo
      your nails b hair came wonderful  congratulations  enjoy
    • Willow
      The one thing about this position, if you want more hours just wait and be flexible.  I’m now working until 7:30 pm instead of 4:30.  
    • Ashley0616
      I hope your head cold goes away soon! Sorry you have to cut grass with that.   Love the new t-shirt   I love that one.    What Jeep would you want to get? That is awesome about your wife getting better!
    • Ashley0616
      Welcome Mattie! I would recommend the first step is finding a gender therapist and see if you are or aren't. Then one of the biggest steps if you are do you want to start hormone replacement therapy. The decision should be thought long and hard. There are irreversible effects. Looking forward to your next post! Take care!
    • Ashley0616
      Congratulations on being able to pick up a cancellation! I hope to hear more updates about your transition. 
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