So today I happened to be in a Goodwill store looking for odds and ends. Not for clothes, but the women's jeans screamed out to me. Found a pair I figured would fit. And then there was a scarf. I've got NO sense of style, but decided to buy it.
I'd planned on going to a candlelight Service of Remembrance this evening led by a member of the trans group I've started going to. Well, on went the jeans, on went a nice top, in went the breastforms, the scarf went on with my beat up leather jacket, and Beard and Bald I said the heck with it and went to the service. I'm not genderqueer, but I guess I had to look it. Doesn't matter. Right now I'm where I am.
If any kind of statement, it was ONLY to myself. I can't be any more than I am at this moment. But I really don't want to be less. I've got to pick and choose carefully where I feel comfortable and safe to do this, but I totally surprised myself at how comfortable I felt. I am who I am and I have no choice to do otherwise. I have to be true to myself. And it felt great!!!
Big hug! Take that, world!
I say: "way to go, lots of character"
See that is the secret to passing (i so hate that reference).
Hugs.
Go girl!!! You know sometimes I mix my guy clothes and girl clothes and it creates a surprisingly nice look.
Amazing what leads to an epiphany.