A couple of threads by others have helped me realise how, when crossing out in public, we generally start easy and then continue to push the envelop to gently expand the limits of our comfort zones. And it got me thinking about moments when we suddenly found ourselves well outside that comfort zone, either intentionally or accidentally. It can be a glorious yet scary moment but certainly teaches us heaps!
So in my previous transition... I was about 22 months in and along with two gal pals went to the beach one sunny day! Even now I can't believe how unbelievably game I was to do it, that and the fact that it actually worked! At least I think it did
Going with two other women sure helped my courage. Certainly one of my most memorable out and about experiences and waaay outside my comfort zone.
It was a weekday and a beach at the very far end of Sydney's many northern beaches so not crowded - but there I was,
somehow passing in a one piece swimming costume. I did use the womens' changing rooms but used a private cubicle. Now, I am the very opposite of well-endowed (hooray) so that made tucking everything away with a gaff pretty easy and the final look was fairly bulge free. The gaff was probably pretty uncomfortable but I was no doubt freaking out so much I never noticed. While I was on the beach a guy came up to me to "ask the time" (yeah, right) which really flipped me, I think I managed to squeak out some kind of answer before running off into the water. Never did it again but it's definitely on my list of must dos as I transition again.
Anyone else had an experience way of your comfort zone?
