Since I allowed myself to consider that my true gender was likely to be quite different to the male body I was born with, I've been really surprised at the difference in how I think and relate to the world around me.
For the past couple of years I've found my overriding emotion when observing other women has been one of jealousy. I've been jealous of their bodies, of the clothes they wear and the freedom they have had in expressing femininity. However, the last few weeks have been different. I've become detached from my identity as a male and relate far more strongly to women as peers.
Before this I would have described myself as a feminist, but from a third party view. I now find myself responding to news items and stories about women in the first person. As female friends have described misogyny and abuse from men I used to feel for them. I now own that anger too.
All this has happened without any medication. I'm not really dressing, apart from knickers, and I've not used any herbal medicines or hypnotherapy. It feels like simply accepting who I am has freed me to be that person inside.
I'm really glad I did.
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