Three months.

I still stand by the simple truth that I had when I first became a transgender woman— it has been the best thing I have ever done. It wasn't a case of wanting to do this; it was a case of needing to do this, because I don’t know what I would be, as a person, if I didn't decide to make this change in my life. That’s a scary thought.

I'm not going to pretend that it has been all a pleasant experience. For the most part, it has been generally positive. However, I've had to grow a hell of a thick skin to deal with the ignorant idiots in the world — only recently, I had a man tell me his personal views: ‘There’s no such thing as being transgender, you were born a man’ (I didn't think that Internet comment sections existed in human form.) I have also, had my breasts groped by some tosser on a dance floor, he probably thought I was just playing ‘dress-up’. How wrong he was!

Now, I know people are naturally curious of something that’s ‘outside the norm’ — but do I really need to explain myself at every opportunity?

I don’t mind the questions coming from my close friends, I've known them a long time and I'm quite open and honest to them. It just irritates me slightly when the whole line of clichéd questioning comes from people I've just met. And I'm not a rude person, so I just give the simplest answers.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to come across as a victim; I just find it a bit tiresome having to answer the same questions on a daily basis, especially from strangers who don’t know who I am; and will probably never see me again.

In the early stages of my transition, I can now admit that I probably tried too hard to be ultra-girly— heavy make-up, big hair and dresses. And, yes — there have been times where I've been told that I need to do this, that and the other; in order to be more feminine. I don’t mind accepting friendly advice, as long as that’s all it is. I think I've now found my own personal style; and my natural hair is growing quite well. Don’t worry too much about me: I've got this.

However, with all that said, I don’t regret a single thing (well, maybe the wig!). I have made the right decision; and I've never been happier with who I am. I know, it’s still early; and in time, things will die down, and I can concentrate on being me, and doing all the things that I still enjoy; such as my work as a presenter, both on stage and in the studio — which I did before, but now that I am happier, I can do it better!