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She Conquered Transgender Loneliness
Her gender was female regardless of her body.
Liz sat on the edge of her bed. It was smaller than the one she had shared with Maureen for twelve years.
It felt lonely.
She was lonely.
Liz thought back on the last year and started to cry. She felt the guilt of knowing she was the reason they had to divorce. She knew it was all her fault. She had finally revealed the secret that she had tried too hard to suppress for the last three months.
She was diagnosed as transgender, technically a transgender female.
Liz was not the man that Maureen had married, and Maureen was not a lesbian, as she had said so many times that Liz had lost count.
Liz didn’t feel like a lesbian. She just loved Maureen, but she knew it was more complicated than that for Maureen. To be fair, how would Liz feel if Maureen declared that she was a man and started growing a beard?
Relationships are challenging enough as is.
The only thing Liz felt was a female soul stuck in a male body. She had always felt that way since she was five, but her parents, friends, family, and the world convinced her that her sense of gender was totally wrong.