Its been half a week sence this happened and I still cant get it out of my head... Ive never in my life been so humiliated as I was on sunday night.....
I went out with a coupple of friends for some drinks on sunday night, pretty normal actualy, we had a fairly good time and everything was cool right? Well the friends I got a ride with were too drunk to drive, again kinda normal...
My so called best friend was there, we'll call him the smurf at this point in time, I dont want to give out his real name but smurf fits heh <yeah, Im still mad> He offered to take everyone home <I cant drive my other friends car cuz its standard> but refused to take me unless I went in Drab. "Dude, I cant have you in my truck like that... if we get pulled over it could get me in big troubble" Hes a customs officer and if he should get pulled over the full poliece report ends up on his CO's desk. I tried to find another ride with little sucess, and I didnt have the money for a taxi across town

He gave me a teeshirt, a beat up pair of shoes and told me to wash off all my makeup... He made a huge sceen about it... Insisted on calling me "dude" or by my brith name, or the alteration of my birthname that my "friends" used to call me... I felt trapped, and I felt as I had no choice... *Sighs* So I do all that, and then he tells me to go back and take off my fake boobs. This is the only good part of the story... I reached into my purse and handed them to him and just walked out.....
This was the person I considered my best friend, someone who said they would stand by me and support me period... This is the one guy who stood my whole suicide watch... I feel betrayed, humiliated and just so throughly ticked at myself for not standing my ground... All I do know, is our friendship is over, and that in itsself is a crying shame. *Sighs*
I seriously dont understand... is it sudenly a crime to be seen with a TS in your truck, is it sudenly a crime to be TS... I just dont (Enter explictives here) get it.