Had the chance to dress tonight, went sort of for it. No make up or pics expected. It was interesting and after half an hour took off kitten heeled shoes, later wig and top and breast forms. Still wearing leggings. There seems to be 3 stages in dressing. Stage w 1 occurs immediately after putting the clothes etc on and is a wow not looking bad at all. This soon is replaced by the second satge; bitter realisation. This is well the lower abdomen looks wrong, the ribcage is too big the hands are too large. Then we reach the third final stage. This is best described as "sod them" or an acceptance of things as they are. So you then go for it. There does seem to be a sense that Ok there are significant issues but doing it just the same. There it is. No longer believe I pass but do believe I have a right to get on with things. Once might have believed I pass but no longer. Then again do believe I do not look too bad in the scheme of things.
Hopefully tomorrow I will actually do some pics, probably not many. Eyes and nose off due to cold. Well thats my excuse.
Restarted the estrofem, 2 mg per day. Will pick up 4 wheels on saturday. Yes I know, lets see how this one goes.
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