It’s no surprise that my coming out as a trans woman two years ago at age 63 drastically reshaped my view of the world. For instance, now I plan my days based entirely on what shoes I want to wear and the relative pain they will cause. Even more significant, though, is that I think I’m starting to believe in the devil. I grew up going to Sunday School, but I only went because I idolized all of the cute high school girls who taught there. Well, that and my certainty that God would turn me into