Greetings Everyone,
I have been giving this a lot of thought since I posted this thread a couple of days ago and I must say I am still...um...dang...unsure is perhaps the best word to describe it. I believe that the issue isn't really with my face per say, but rather how i have been preserving myself lately, if that makes any sense. Recent events tend to lead me to believe it is psychological in nature...
Last night I went out with a tgirl friend who is still not living 24/7 and is a bit insecure (like we have no idea how that feels) about venturing out into public. This have been going well for her lately and so when I came into town for the weekend I gave her a call to see if she wanted to get together to celibate her recent run of good luck. She decided she wanted to go out a Cindy to a couple of the local casino's where she is only known as her male-self, so off we went to the casino's for the evening. She had a blast and I always love being able to go out with friends and help them to become more comfortable within themselves...but I digress...
I am not much of a gambler to be honest, so while she sat at the Blackjack table I wandered around the casino taking it all in. Now I had seemed to have catch the eyes of almost anything with XY chromosomes in the place. I was dressed in a nice summer dress (I have a thing for dresses, skirts, and ultra feminine attire) and this strapy little dress could be classified as a mini-dress. Anyway, I was aware of the attention and as I was working my way back to the Blackjack table where Cindy was playing, this guy came up and politely tapped my shoulder...turning...
"Hi," he started.
"Hello," I responded politely.
"I just had to tell you that you are the best looking woman I have ever seen."
OK, ya it was a come on line but he had been following me around the casino for over half an hour...
"Thank you," I responded, "buy a girl a drink?"
So I spent my evening sitting on a stool in the bar having drinks with a number of gentlemen; mind you I wasn't buying either. This is actually nothing new for me either, so...this tends to lead me to believe that my problems are in my mind...
I was always the "pretty boy" growing up...a polite way of saying "feminine boy". For me every time I look in the mirror I still only see "me" if that makes sense. Ug! I just don't know...need to think some more on this and my next therapist appointment is 2 weeks off yet.....