Hmm… not really. I’m in the UK so I just had to get a couple of my friends to sign my deed poll.
We had a cup of tea and some cake that my wife had baked for the occasion. It was a very relaxed affair.
I’m trans. I’m not risking going to a country where a third of the population actively wants me dead and the other two thirds don’t seem to care either way.
That country’s rotten to the core.
All my life I’ve had strong crushes on a certain type of woman. Lanky, shy, nerdy, a bit goth. Guess what kind of woman I’m turning out to be!
I always ended up dating curvaceous, bubbly women but the attraction to the nerd was ever present for decades before I realised I was trans.
I guess that powerful attraction was my subconscious trying to drag me towards my true self in its own clumsy way.