** Waving frantically **
There She IS!!! LIZ !!! LIZ!!
** Still waving **
Over here Liz !! LIZ !!
** (((( HUUUUUGGG )))) **
** Squeeze **
Oh Liz!! Welcome back!! I missed you! And when I knew you should have made it back and you weren't posting, I got worried for you! You were sooo excited to be going and it took you so long to talk to us... well you know...
I know you were taking care of your own little problems and was busy recovering from the trip and all, But I missed you and needed my "Liz Fix" and you worried me being so quiet for so long. I need my Liz, Cindy, Moni, Sadie, Randy, Michelle, Kathy, and my #1 fan, p, fixes.
I know I missed some of the rest of you that I like seeing here and I'm sorry. For some reason my head ain't working right this morning. Little things like doing my routine out of order and having to think about what I need to do that is usually done almost by rote. Nothing is really wrong, its more like I'm operating in a fog this morning.
Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, Liz!. In spite of all your difficulties Liz it does sound like you had a good time for the most part and the bothersome parts mostly held off being a big problem until you got back. You did great functioning under fire! You go girl!. You smiled, you partied, you participated. you enjoyed, you had fun! You did good in a difficult situation. I be proud of you.
Now why did it hit you so hard afterward? There's a word for it, or rather 4 words... PTSD - post traumatic stress disorder. Yeah it works. You were in a highly stressful situation despite all the good stuff happening. You put off the actual dealing with that stress delaying and letting it build. Once you arrived back home to a safe environment and comfort of your wife all the pent up feelings and stress came flooding out.
** Hugs and back patting, hair stroking **
There there Liz, You're okay now. Everything will be alright. Your safe. That's it hon, let it out, go ahead and have a good cry. It's alright now. It's all over. Your back home now.
Feeling better? Oh I hope so. You know I'm not good at this sort of thing. Besides I have to go take a shower, drown myself with more water, Decide what I'm going to wear male or female?, drink more water, taking tylenol, and slather my face with goo and saran wrap it. Yup you guessed it I have a 2 hour face torture session to get ready for. ** sigh ** The thing we make ourselves go through for a chance to look a little better in a year or two. Is it really worth it? Maybe I should go back to being "just a crossdresser"
Glad you are back Liz ((Hug)) I missed you.
Hugs,
Laurie