This time three weeks ago, it was Easter Monday, and my head looked like it had been wearing a Crown of Thorns for a few days – I’d just had my hair transplant!
I’ve decided to have a hair transplant – and it’s tomorrow. This time tomorrow, I’ll be in surgery, with my head literally cut open. It’s no easy ride, this transition lark.
The web is full of thousands of stories of transitions and how trans women (with one or two exceptions) feel so much happier for evolving into their true selves. There are fewer stories of that period where you’ve left your male life behind – but you’re not quite “all woman”. So here’s mine.