The sad reality for some older, and even some young, women who transition is that they hate themselves unless they transition, not suicidal but just self-hate so deep life is hard just being, but they realize that even if they transition they will only be somewhat presentable and and barely passable.
The sad reality is that they may be happy being a woman but few people will consider them a woman. If they don't get cosmetic facial surgery, their face will never get past the "Can I help you sir?" when people see them.
All the voice lessons and practices won't get them heard as a woman. All the clothes will never get them more than being seen as androgynous or a cross-dresser, but not a woman. It will be the best they can do just to avoid getting stares when seen and pauses when heard.
Yet, that sad reality is all they have, and it is better than who they were, despite all the family and friends telling them differently, even being rejected and forgotten, and despite even being rejected them when trying to find new friends.
Their sad reality is what they have, and maybe others should be generous and gracious to know the pain they went through to get there, to know the hurt they go through every day, and to know the fear they feel when meeting people.
The sad reality can be relieved by each person by lifting the pain, the hurt, and the fear, by just saying, "Hi." and find something to compliment about them, or something funny to make them smile, even laugh, or something to just make them comfortable being themselves.
The reality is what it is, but the sadness doesn't have to be.
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