The raw surrealness that hits you from time to time when transitioning...
I thought I was a guy... now I'm thinking of myself as a woman.
I used to look in the mirror and always feel blah, and unmemorable unattractive face... now I see a face I genuinely recognize and remember, a face that I can feel attractive wearing (even if I'm not my own type and will never really see it myself)
My hair which was always just an uninteresting mess... turns out it likes to naturally grow into a cute bob (though I'd still like to try styling it more).
Oh... and boobs, just boobs.
