I asked for a brown dye job which would make me more like years ago, but Carolina said, "Let's give you a sweeter chic style too."
She was right. I love it.
I even posed for the picture with my glasses on, which I never do.
I wish I could explain to my readers how definitely delighted I am to be a woman.
The desire to be a woman happened when my sexual anatomy differed with my gender identity. In my case, it was a longing to be in the role of the female, to have the freedoms of being a girl, and related to a profound feeling that I was born into the “wrong” body.
It took me four decades and two unsuccessful marriages to discover that I could have gender affirmation surgery.
I am proud to be a woman.
