This picture was taken shortly before the pandemic. The lady in the picture was one of my closest friends at the office. And now, she's in the process of moving into the smaller apartment of her two family house. Her (and her husband's) dream is to live the RV life, pulling up stakes, and travel where and when they want. Hopefully, they will be able to do it.
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Going in to the office as a woman was hard at first, when everyone in the office knew I was transgender. There was no way to hide this fact, as all my correspondence had my male name on it. Over time, I was accepted as just one of the girls - if not a vary large one.
It still feels a little strange to put on make up every day before leaving for the office. If I were to have FFS, I would have an easier job of appearing as a female without makeup. That will only happen if I were to decide to go full time. By then, I'll have had to have lost about of a third of my body mass before doing this. And that kind of weight loss will be a great effort for someone who has over eaten for all of his/her life.
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I figure that it'll be much harder for me to get my next job working as a female because of the now high unemployment rate. But I may just float a few resumes out there to see whether I get any bites. If I do, I'll go to the interview and hope for the best.
