On saturday I went to the neighbourhood's bakery to buy bread, and the shoopkeeper was like "Why are you dressed like a man? damn, you are confusing me!"
So today, that I have gone back to female after a week of almost considering detransioning, I went to the bakery just for her to saw me. "¿Now a woman? You need to decide one an for all, I don't know how to adress you!".
Obviously laughing at all of this, but she has a point. Today is the first time my boss sees me as a woman, and... "I'm bit disappointed, you almost look like you are wearing boy's clothes (Leggings, long shirt, hoddie and converse all starts). I'd had hoped to at least see you in heels".
I was close to replying 1) I really want to use these combination 2)When I went out it was 14 degrees, and 3) I'm not walking 25 minutes uphill on 9-11 cm wedges, You want to see me, you pay me the train fare (Which is the only one incompatible with my multi transit system card (Metro, railroad, city bus, province bus, regional train, mountain lifts, etc).
Still, I'm saving the dress for tomorrow. A friend had a daughter a week ago, and tomorrow I will be able to see her. Youk now the worst part? Oestrogen and babies, that's the last thing I wanted to appear in my battered brain?
