My Mum and I are pretty special!!! We've had our ups n downs but she was the one who first found out there was something a bit weird about me as a young boy. She never caught me in her gowns and dresses, but she knew I was wearing them when she was out.
When she did go out, I'd go in her room and put her Nightgowns on....they were long and flowing and very victorian like...very feminine. She knew cause sometimes I'd fold them a different way or sometimes I'd wear them into bed and she'd notice they'd gone. Stupid me!!
Up till I was about 25 mum did'nt seem supportive, but did accept it. I think she was struggling with it and did'nt want to think about it more or less, and when I'd bring it up, she'd turn away and change the subject.
But something happened last july.
I moved up to queensland to live alone and by myself and dress when i want and how I want.
My lifestyle had changed totally, I had freedom, independance and I was in charge of how I lived.
Mum came up to stay with me for 4 nights. It was straight out of a movie what happened between mum and me, I tell you, and stuff most CDs would dream of.
On mums first night here, I told mum I'm getting prepared for bed. Mum said me too, I went to my room and put on my long flowing satin nightgown and matching dressing gown. I had no fear whatsoever, no insecurities at all.
I walked out and sat down with mum and had a chat before bed. Mum did'nt budge, she looked at me as if nothing was different, it was the moment I've always wanted.
The next morning, it was full light. I came out in my nightgown again and we sat and had breakfast. Mum was just great, it was perfect, all my years of fear and guilt had come full circle.
My mum is my best friend ever. I came up to queensland to be accepted properly by a lady friend, but it seems my mum was always going to be the one who would properly accept me. We have come full circle, she even bought me a new nightgown for xmas, what a lovely mum.
