My life is still very much closeted, apart from 3 things.
1. My hair is still growing. It's hot as hell here right now, but I haven't had the urge to cut my hair yet. I like how it's slowly feminising my semi-androgynous face too much to give in to the South Australian heat and have it cut. Maybe a trim, to tidy it up a bit, maybe add some style to it... Maybe not. We'll see.
2. I'm still using women's deoderant. I love the scents, whereas male deoderants smell crap to my nose. (No offense to anyone who likes male deoderant - to each their own.) Anyway, I finished off one can the other day, and had to buy more. This time, I didn't feel conspicuous in the pharmacy-type place while looking at the female products, and when I paid for my 2 cans I didn't feel silly or obvious or nervous or anything. It all seemed more normal than most of my life ever has been.
3. I have a bag full of women's clothes in my closet. I refuse to throw it all away, even though I don't cross dress right now, because I paid good money for those clothes years ago, and someday I'm going to wear them again. The bag is visible in my built-in wardrobe, though the bag itself conceals the contents.
Previously the contents of the bag were in various parts of my room, kind of scattered, but when I did some spring-cleaning, they all got moved into one central location. It's like a beacon for my mind when I'm feeling down, now.
Anyway, just thought I'd share. I think I'm proceeding in a suitable manner, something that works for ME right NOW. In the past I went from "dude" to "trans girl" overnight sort of thing, and maybe pushed past my own comfort limits. Not this time... This time I'm letting myself adjust slowly. I'm trying to remove the urgency from the situation, so that I don't get depressed over my other life circumstances holding me back...
At least, that's how I'm TRYING to look at things.
It doesn't always work that way, unfortunately.