Shaking Off My Fear of My Transgender Beauty

I wrote the Gender Dysphoria Baseball Bat six months ago. I have gone out with my friend a few more times since then. Each time I looked at the photos she took of me, I had the same reaction:

“Proof I don’t pass.”

In the photos, I continued to see a guy in a wig, which depressed me each time. I kept mulling over, “I am old, I am fat and I look like a guy.” I would go to a full-on pity party. Woe was me.

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