The first time you were taken as a woman.

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    Alex Louise
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    There is a moment when you are taken as women for the first time (MTF) A milestone to anticipate, worry about or fear may not happen. The moment when you can feel what it is really like to be ‘a women’. That emotional transition to acceptance.
    Walking down the street in women’s clothes, makeup and confidence I had often felt…well a bit unsure of myself. I so wanted that moment when the tables turn and someone says ‘miss or madame.’ What a huge relief…a euphoria even, a rite of passage. I’m assuming this is a watershed for all of us…is it?
    Your friends are polite, family supportive (mostly) but do they really believe you? The only confirmation is when a complete stranger takes you for a woman.
    When I had mine it is was huge psychological boost. There is an irony to it, which is amusing I hope.
    I accompanied my ex wife to a hospital appointment, the female doctor entered the consulting room where we were both sat, agreed we were both wearing surgical masks…but no matter. Stood between us the gynaecologist asked,’which of you is Karen?’ That is a moment don’t you think? I can never be that other person again. I’d so like to hear others ‘special moment.’

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      I recently went to a local watering hole with my life partner and a girl-friend dressed in a borrowed smart white dress, black hose, calf length zip up suede boots sporting 5 inch spiked heels, auburn short hair, some cleavage, and a smattering of powder and eye liner. No one recognized me as my partner proceeded to introduce me by my nom de Guerre. Some of those whom we knew did a second take and said … “wait… is that…??” which would be followed with a wide smile. I realize that it’s a Jedi Mind Trick of sorts, but it was wonderful and felt amazing.

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    • #121685

      There have been so many little comments like…

      Sweetie, that dress would look great on you.  Do you have trouble finding cloths since you are so tall?

      Honey, I love your lipstick

      Mam let me get the door for you.

      Validation is wonderful.

       

      Annie

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    • #121684
      Laurette
      FREE

      There is a moment when you are taken as women for the first time (MTF) A milestone to anticipate, worry about or fear may not happen. The moment when you can feel what it is really like to be ‘a women’. That emotional transition to acceptance.
      Walking down the street in women’s clothes, makeup and confidence I had often felt…well a bit unsure of myself. I so wanted that moment when the tables turn and someone says ‘miss or madame.’ What a huge relief…a euphoria even, a rite of passage. I’m assuming this is a watershed for all of us…is it?
      Your friends are polite, family supportive (mostly) but do they really believe you? The only confirmation is when a complete stranger takes you for a woman.
      When I had mine it is was huge psychological boost. There is an irony to it, which is amusing I hope.
      I accompanied my ex wife to a hospital appointment, the female doctor entered the consulting room where we were both sat, agreed we were both wearing surgical masks…but no matter. Stood between us the gynaecologist asked,’which of you is Karen?’ That is a moment don’t you think? I can never be that other person again. I’d so like to hear others ‘special moment.’

      That must have been a most empowering moment for you, realized you had achieved your dream to be a woman. Congratulations to you! And welcome to womanhood!

      Laurette

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    • #120836
      Anonymous

      I dream of the day when I can go out into the world dressed as my true self. But, a few months ago, my wife and I were shoe shopping at the mall. We wore face masks as most people still do in stores where we live. I was wearing male clothing but my gestures are quite feminine. As we were leaving the store, the store clerk said, “Have a nice day ladies!”. My wife was quick to correct the clerk, but I was thrilled. It might have been a small moment but it meant so much to me.
      🌈 Marci

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    • #120819

      I am not sure I have the right to comment in this post. But I think I know what you mean Alex. I have not yet had the kind if experience you had at the gynocologist’s office. Mine is private.

      I have struggled for so long, fighting against the intense incessant desire to be at first a little girl, then a pre-teen, teen, and young college age woman, up to the point now where I would have to be considered a senior woman. It has been a life long battle usually with me arguing from the very objective evidence that my body was distinctly male. “I mean look at me I am a male, a man. Right!?”

      Yes, but not yes.

      The battle ceased when that moment arrived in my mind where I am embraced my truth. I am a male in body; in heart I am a woman.

      I am a woman, I am a woman, I am a woman, I AM a woman!

      How satisfying it was to finally break through,  discover and embrace that about myself.

      That was such a calming but exhilarating moment. I can only imagine what it will be like when I know for the first time that others also finally and genuinely take me as a woman.

      I am happy for you Alex. At this point I can only I shine how wonderful that must be. But in my imagine I can’t see it as anything but magical.

      Blessings,

      Charlene.

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      • #120833

        Your story is heartening and heartbreaking at the same time Charlene. We all have our own moments of success, they are our personal hurdles…you jumped yours…and I jumped mine, that’s what matters really. Never say never…magic happens X

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    • #120745
      DeeAnn Hopings
      AMBASSADOR

      I’ve been thinking about this and I don’t remember the specific event. I think that is because it took several times for it to sink in. However, I do remember the feeling. It was this prickly tingly feeling all over; like light touch of static electricity…

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