The pressure built and built until I simply could not contain it any longer so I went fully dressed to my therapist's appointment. Blouse, broomstick skirt, cute sandals that showed off the polish on my toesies, purse, makeup. I was terrified and exhilerated at the same time, the way I felt when I first flew a helicopter. All anxiety and enjoyment and terror wrapped in a giant ball. My therapist loved it and said I looked great and no one gave me a second glance though I was scared witless walking in and out of my apartment complex. I was waiting for someone that might recognise me to see me or see me getting in or out of my rather distinctive car but other than one person that I've never seen before, there was no one. I gave a giant sigh of relief when I get inside and locked my door and...
I cannot wait to do it again!!!
yea , the first time is the pits
Quote from: stephaniec on July 24, 2014, 02:12:30 PM
yea , the first time is the pits
Not quite how I felt or described. Scared but very thrilled.
I have not gone out presenting as female yet, But...
I have gone out in female clothing(Do it all the time) ... My first time was actually kind of funny...
My grandmother was going to buy me clothing and i forgot so i was at home in some jeans and a bright pink shirt with a really girly necklace on... (Pink converses xD Lmao) anyways.. She knocks on the door.. I open it up.. i didnt even realize what i was wearing since i was comfortable. Went on the trip and realized halfway in im dressed in all female clothing. Grandmother didnt even seem to bat an eye at it. Lmao.
A bit older now and i tend to go out in female clothing daily.. No one really seems to care to much.