Which is the costume? I've been spending some time thinking about that. I get up in the morning and put on my work clothes, almost like I did when I was in the Army wearing my uniform. I don't feel uncomfortable in them, I don't feel out of place or wrong. When I get home, I change into my girl clothes, this is my relaxation and unwinding time. I'm dressed the rest of the night until bedtime, here is where the issues arise. I don't want to take off the clothes and the breast forms... It's like I'm taking off Vicki... I know that I can put the clothes back on the next day.
I know it sounds like a small thing, and it only lasts for a few moments as I'm undressing, but it feels so much more significant.
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