As a trans person myself, I think of it as being a bit like being a Chinese born in Malaysia who goes to Australia to study and is faced with the choice of returning to Malaysia or staying in Australia. And if you choose to stay in Australia, do you remain Malaysian or do you adopt and adapt to the Australian way of life?

And say, as a student, you moved into a share house with two Australians, and you typically cooked Malaysian food and one said, "Okay, this is how we cook, here," and they threw a steak into a frying pan and cooked it and then poured a can of baked beans into a saucepan and heated it up and after turning the steak brown, said, "Okay, here's how we present it," and they put the steak on the plate and poured the baked beans over it. As a Malaysian, you don't instinctively know how to cook Australian food, if you've never cooked it or eaten it before. As a transwoman, or even as a ciswoman, you don't instinctively know how to apply make-up.

And just like the Malaysian, you might think, when you've finished your degree, "I miss Malaysia. You have two seasons a year, hot and wet or hot and dry, and I miss my mother's cooking," or, you might think, "No, I like it better here in Australia. For the most part, the people are friendly, and the lifestyle's more relaxed."

And the same as being trans, when you reach your A-ha moment (or your egg cracks), you decide if you want to continue living as the sex assigned at birth or make the physical transition to what feels natural for you.