I declare my male visage notwithstanding that I am a woman. I don’t hate my male exterior but neither am I comfortable with that exterior. I understand that being a woman will not lead to a life without tension and conflict, but lack of authenticity would not be part of that conflict.
I declare that I want nothing more than to relate to others and be related to by others as the woman I know myself to be. Anything less causes me sadness.
I am Charlene Victoria, though not female a woman nevertheless.