Am I mistaken that there is a place for me in the transgender community. A place where I can be accepted for who I am as an authentic woman that is starting transition in my 60’s.
Am I mistaken that someone could accept me for who I am at this weird place in between acceptance and living full time as my authentic self.
Am I mistaken that all of the years of shame, all the years of guilt, all the years of imposter syndrome that were my reality have led me to this point where I can fly like an eagle; proud, majestic and full of natural beauty.
Am I mistaken that the euphoria that I feel when fully dressed and out on the town is real, or is it in made up and wrapped in a fantasy land inside my head
I am not mistaken that I am beautifully myself no matter how I present
I am not mistaken that finding authenticity in my 60’s is one of the hardest and most rewarding journeys of my life
I am not mistaken that I am not alone, even though there are plenty of times where I do feel alone, so alone that I feel invisible
I am not mistaken that now is the time to think of myself first, instead of being the people pleaser that I was that thought of others first and gave myself leftovers
I am not mistaken that resilience is a strength to overcome the negativity in this world and I can work through anything that comes my way
I am not mistaken that I love myself
Deep and heartfelt poetry, Indi. Simply beautiful. It entered my soul.
A transgender woman friend had to tell me last year at Esprit that she felt I was conveying to her that I have a very deep love for myself to realize that this is who I am. Your poem reminded me of this experience.
Gisela
Indi, to answer your questions; a resounding 'no', ten times over. You are, right now, today, as you read this, all of what has come before you. A product of what you were born with, and all of you life's experiences. And that, always and everywhere, sounds 'yes', loudly and resoundingly. Hugs
Indi , your a beautiful woman , stand in the middle of the room and give yourself hug girl 
