Myself, Nikki and Kim (left) photo credit Cyrsti Hart
Referring back to a Cyrsti’s Condo post concerning several cis women friends I had when I first was learning to play in the women’s sandbox, the term “mentors” came up.
As I thought about it, I became aware mentors could be a very vague term. For example, many could consider a mentor who aides you with your appearance, make up and clothes.
As you can tell by the photo above, my friends did not emphasize much make up at all. I was the only one who did and I did it all myself.
Of course by that time, I had years of practice.
What my cis friends did teach me was how to value my self as a transgender woman. Since they both were lesbians, I learned I did not need a man to validate me as a woman.
This picture pre dates my relationship with my current partner Liz, so by the time I met her I had a clearer idea of who I was and how I fit in in a feminine world.
My advice is to be your own mentor. Practice makes perfect as far as your appearance goes. Plus, once you make your way past the appearance phase, the real work begins. Learning to rebuild your personality away from when you tried and failed to live as a guy is a major task. One example is communicating woman to woman and dressing to blend. I learned the hard way not totally accept the compliment of looking great. Great for what? A man cross dressed as a woman?
Granted, finding a mentor of any form is rough. I was just fortunate when I threw caution to the wind and put myself out in the world. When you find a mentor of any sort, put your old male ego aside and learn all you can.