I will admit that I do love the comfort of sitting in a skirt, feeling the dangle of my earrings or the clicking of my heels on the pavement. There is something so uniquely feminine about this and since I have taken full ownership of my mine, I regale in it.
It's interesting how that femininity matures over time. It is no longer like the teen girl experimenting but rather a more developed sense of self which avoids caricature at all costs. It takes time to develop this because our male indoctrination runs so completely counter and hence a clumsy stage must inevitably be passed through which genetic females experience much sooner. That is of course unless you have transitioned very young.
Today I have developed the life of a mature woman in her fifties who is comfortable with herself and knows who she is. She is also not a cartoon character.
This brings me great satisfaction.
It's interesting how that femininity matures over time. It is no longer like the teen girl experimenting but rather a more developed sense of self which avoids caricature at all costs. It takes time to develop this because our male indoctrination runs so completely counter and hence a clumsy stage must inevitably be passed through which genetic females experience much sooner. That is of course unless you have transitioned very young.
Today I have developed the life of a mature woman in her fifties who is comfortable with herself and knows who she is. She is also not a cartoon character.
This brings me great satisfaction.
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