Just a quick post. I haven't dressed since you last heard from me, that is until today. Today I HAD to do something for my girl side, so I went shopping.
First to MAC, where I bought new eyeliner and some eyeshadow. My old eyeliner made my eyes water and it wasn't waterproof, which wasn't a good combination.
Then to JC Pennys, where I bought a scoop neck top. Pink. It's cut low enough to show some cleavage. ;) So I came home and tried on the top with my white peasant skirt and flats. Oh how I missed being properly dressed!
So why am I bothering? I have a dinner invite! Sophie does, not my guy self. You see, my "big sister" in this thing, Mel, has invited me to a "casual" dinner Saturday night. I am to come early so I can change and properly make myself up. There probably will be others there as well.
Having a Big Sister is a tremendous help. She transitioned years ago, and knows the pitfalls. She also seems to know EVERYONE (even you, Chloe!) ;) so I am getting introduced to people who I otherwise wouldn't have the guts to speak with. If nothing else, it's nice to speak to someone who understands this mess in my head.
Lately all I can think about is how life would be like being Sophie full time. I may have a way to make sure I have a job through it- I'm looking at buying a bar. That way, I'm SURE the boss won't mind if I change. More on that if it develops. Let's face it, my life as it is really is no picnic, and I KNOW life as Sophie would be harder... but would bring my mind and soul peace. It comes down to guts. Do I have the guts to be happy?
Or should I just keep things status quo and be Sophie when I can, hiding behind an aging shell?
No answers, but then we come to the best part of a Big Sis: hugs. This situation means I need a lot of them.
And may you find the Hugs when you need them as well!