The greatest irony I have found is that the female friends to whom I have come out have not been the least bit surprised when I told them. Some have even congratulated me on acknowledging my true gender.

The nurses to whom I came out at the Day Infusion Centre even said that they'd like me even if I was purple. Okay, one of the older nurses can be unkind, and she has made some ill-thought-out statements at times.

I went and saw my gastroenterologist in a pink and white check shirt (her practice manager thought it looked burgundy, but the one I asked for was pink) and she liked the suspenders I wore with my cream trousers.

What people need to remember is, just like not every ciswoman, not every transwoman wears make-up, wears dresses or whatever else. I'm not planning to wear a huge amount of make-up, maybe a bit of pink lipstick and I don't need a lip pumper as I already have plump lips.

When I came out to my gastroenterologist, she said, "You do what makes you happy." I have been buying more pink items over the past few months, too. I feel closer to my true self.