In the office today and a white shirt is not conducive to hiding a pink bra top under, so after two full days of feeling that feminine sensation all the time, I'm back to not. One of my colleagues wanted to talk about her future and the team and stuff, so we went out for coffee together to talk for a couple of hours which was really good. We have worked closely together for a few years now, so there is trust and we are pretty good friends. This is good, but it does have the slight drawback that she can tell if I'm not feeling very positive and when I'm down. Our conversation was quite future-focused and on my role and maybe alternatives. We did touch on what we might do if we weren't doing this, and then she asked me what I really wanted to do and what I wish for from my future and how I can be happy. And I really wanted to tell her! It was actually harder to stop myself from coming out, than I think it would be to have done so....
I’m just a boy who dreams of being a girl. These are my musings about that journey as I try to work out exactly what that means.