I was riding the subway to work when I saw a woman talking with a man dressed in a woman's pants suit. A handbag hung on her forearm. I was repulsed by this person. This happened in 1993, several years before my gender issues troubled me.
I long believed that men shouldn't wear wear clothing of the opposite sex. What I remembered most was that she was comfortable in her surroundings. That picture stayed with me with me for several years.
When I came out as a crossdresser in 2005 it was a life changing event. It took me over a year before I felt comfortable in my own skin. Like the person on the subway on that day in 1993 I was out and happy. If I saw her today, I would thank her for living her truth.
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