[Menina]

Technically I'm a flavor of Methodist, but I ain't attend any church either...

It took me many years to become who I am today. It was a very gradual transition. It all started about 15 years ago, when I was in a job line and a woman in the line asked me where my butt was. I was 1.77m tall and weighed 50kg. It was like a plank. That question bothered me a lot. I didn't even know the crazy woman. A few days later, I had a girlfriend who said that when she hugged me, it felt like she wasn't hugging anything. So I decided to start weight training. I gained 10kg in 6 months, then another 10, and another 5 in the next six months. One day, I ran into that girlfriend who had despised me because of my thinness. She and her friends who had also distanced themselves from me were left open-mouthed when they saw my well-sculpted body. One of them even said to my ex: Look what you despised... They were all open-mouthed... It was at that time that I began to realize how worthless it was to fight for women. I had a few girlfriends after that, and it was very easy to get women. They completely deprived me of my freedom, jealousy, obsession... my workouts were focused on legs and butt, until after about 7 years of dating every woman I wanted, I got tired of so much deprivation and decided to be free. I started to focus on changing my body to a feminine one, I changed my workouts, let my hair grow, started wearing short shorts, leggings, tight t-shirts, until I wore a skirt for the first time, my heart almost jumped out of my chest I was so nervous. I went to the supermarket and came back. I liked my body in the mirror, it looked good in women's clothes. So I started to plan how I would change completely, I started in the winter wearing women's coats, when winter ended I started wearing dresses and that's how it was, I bought dozens of dresses and I never stopped wearing them.

Even before I wore my first dress, I left the church because people were already looking at me strangely. A sister even came to me and asked to see my baptism certificate, to confirm that I was really a baptized person. I was, but I didn't want to show it to her. I also didn't feel comfortable when I met a man in the men's bathroom. At the gym, sometimes men would see me and leave because they thought they were in the wrong locker room. So I left the gym too and started working out at home, where I still work out today.