Hello, and thank you for taking the time to visit my site. My name is Sarah.
For many years, I thought of myself as a crossdresser, largely because it was the only term I knew that seemed to describe someone who lives primarily as one gender while occasionally presenting as another. Over time, I’ve come to realize that this label never fully captured who I am or the internal conflict I’ve carried for most of my life. To me, the term feels too limited and often minimizes both the depth of the experience and the broader transgender journey. Today, I understand myself as a transgender woman—one who is still navigating what it means to live authentically and who is not yet ready or able to make that leap full-time.
I have always felt a deep connection to my feminine side and have naturally gravitated toward friendships with women. There is a sense of understanding and comfort there, whether with cisgender or transgender women, that has always felt genuine and grounding to me.
I began wearing women’s clothing as a preteen, without fully understanding why. Over the years, I tried to suppress those feelings, only to return to them again and again—often falling into the familiar binge-and-purge cycle many transgender people recognize. There were long periods when I was deeply committed to stopping what I believed was, at best, abnormal behavior. In more recent years, however, I’ve come to accept that this is not something to be “fixed” or erased. It is an integral and meaningful part of who I am—one that even enhances my empathy, perspective, and effectiveness in my work as a public safety professional.
Despite my own growth and acceptance, society often lags behind. Members of the transgender community are still frequently ridiculed, harassed, and targeted—sometimes even by those in positions of power. While there has been progress toward tolerance and limited acceptance, those experiences vary widely and remain far from guaranteed.
As I continue to come to terms with who I am, I find that I have more questions than answers. I’m often asked whether I would ever consider hormone therapy. While I’m not ready to take that step at this point in my life, I also can’t say with certainty what the future holds. Twenty-five years ago, I would have assumed I would outgrow this part of myself or keep it hidden forever. Today, I shop, go out to dinner, attend events, and live portions of my life openly as Sarah—things I once could not have imagined.
What stands out most is how I feel in those moments. When I’m spending time with others who share or affirm this side of me, there is an authenticity and ease that shows itself in a constant, unforced smile. That, to me, speaks volumes.
This is only the beginning of my story. As time allows, I will continue to update this space and share more of my journey.
