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Women smile at each other very differently than when it's between a man and a woman. It's like a little signal that you belong to the same gender and that you understand each other. As I have gone deeper into self acceptance I get them more frequently.

Sometimes I will be crossing the street and happen to catch the eye of another woman and we will both smile and I get my dose of confirmation.

Having lived in both worlds now the difference is markedly different and two men who dont know each other will absolutely not partake in this practice. For that exchange to occur you must belong to the sorority that is womanhood.

Sometimes women comment on each other's clothing or makeup and not long ago I was asked about my shade of lip colour by a young woman who happily entered it into her phone. As I stated here recently, I will equally not hesitate to point out a nice dress or shoes and receive a warm smile and a thank you in return. For obvious reasons one dare not try this when presenting male.

I am very much enjoying the feeling of belonging; one which I tried to reject at all costs until my health began to be affected. I no longer think of it as giving in to my dysphoria but rather as accepting who I am without hesitation. I smile more readily and easily these days than I ever have before, but it is Joanna who seems to give and receive the lion's share due to women's facility with this practice.

You have every reason to smile.


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