I went to our local gender-free contra dance last night. Things went better than last time. I ended up dancing every other dance, and had partners who were willing to let me dance "follow" (the woman's role), and most of them were quite good dancers. (It helped that this month there weren't a lot of rank beginners, so most knew their left hand from their right.) A few even twirled me, which was nice.
As you progress through a Contra dance, at certain points you (and your partner) simply stand at the top or bottom of the line of couples for 32 bars of music, and at thost times I was having fun just feeling like a girl swirling and sashaying to the music. I still felt a little like a little kid playing "let's pretend," the way a kid might pretend to be Batman, but I didn't care.
It was nice to be able to trust that people weren't going to give me weird looks for calling myself a woman and asking to be danced with as a woman. I still don't know if they saw a woman or a "man in a dress," but since the event is aimed at the LGBT population, at least I didn't have to worry about men being afraid that people would think they were gay if they danced with me.
In a week, I'll be going off to a music and dance camp, where I'm planning to spend the week living as a woman, so it's nice to feel that maybe it will work. I'm hoping it will be relaxing and restorative and supportive, because I'm anticipating a tough autumn. The double life is really getting to me, and I'm worried it's going to be even harder once my bosses and HR know about Allison but I still have to go to work as <deadname>.