My story

OK 57 years young, long story short...50 years wondering who the ugly stranger in the mirror was? As this 6 ft swimmer lifeguard beach volleyball man who hated his body was living a life watching Pretty in Pink and writing poems, always hanging with girls...hated men's testosterone attitudes ewwww. Then at 50 whilst managing a leisure centre I met a beautiful transgender lady who explained her life story to me. BANG...it wasn't her story...it was my life...everything she said I felt, had been though, wondered why. From my total love of mum's...only child!... nightwear and slips and panyhose re fashioned for upper body wear well before emo was a scene. To my total feminine ways I knew why I hated the ugly stranger.

So talked to my nearing 20 Yr relationship gf, I know marriage...why not? Long story we'll discuss another time...I tell her I've discovered I'm transgender...my life makes sense. Yes tears yes hard talks but we are still together 7 years later ok.

So she helps me with make up, is ok me doing things behind closed doors but only her to know!

I know lots to unpack there...let's do that late ok. This is the good bit...I get better with make up and then...I look in the mirror..."hi how are you?" Oh yes I did...then realised I'm talking to my reflection...

50 years of hating my reflection...oh we are talking repulsion...I hate my male look. I was beautiful. 50 years of avoiding pics....selfies, hundreds of selfies I loved being me finally.

The next 7 years are basically the following..

hiding indoors

Becoming more gender neutral outside and to unknowing family

Hiding my 7.6 k pininterest followers who all know me by my photos

Hiding my 3.5k Facebook friends who helped me sooooo much again all seeing the real me.

Jan 2025 I visit my doctor who I told last year I was trans...she gets me on GIC waiting list...roll on 2033 or 31 if I'm lucky...8 year wait...but first step taken.

Ta da that is me...no gf does not know about this account. It's things like pinterest fb and here are the reason I'm still alive.

Yes dysphoria hurts, taking off a skirt to answer the door hurts everytime...but I have a partial me...

Part two coming soon...get your minds out of the gutter...oh yes you did think it.

Oh normal life...I care for my gf she's disabled and I gave up money to give her a better life...hurts the pocket but hey I love charity shops and Temu...I'm not a gucci girl...never would want to be xxx oh if you ever come to the isle of Wight I'm the gender neutral 6 foot tall in Pink...anime tops, harem pants and pink cute trainers hair half way down my back....ugly as sin till the make ups on xxx

Love you if you read this far xxx to you the secret is revealed...yes I do have a naughty erotic kinky side...shhh tell no one...ITS BETWEEN US and the others at the orgy of course....I wish xxx