The way mine and my wife’s diaries have worked out this week, I have been able to spend more time wearing clothes that I like than usual, or probably more than any other week actually. There have however been good and less good experiences though. I was in the vicinity of my usual out of town mall on Monday so could go out dressed femme in public and do a little shopping. I’m quite used to this now, so it was easy to quickly change into a dress and head out into the mall. Once I was visible though, I started to feel less comfortable. The first person I passed obviously clocked me, then the next did too. I was feeling very self conscious by the time I got to the first store and then stood on the escalator a couple got on behind me, and I got a sense that they were clocking me too. By then I was feeling paranoid that everyone in the shop was staring at me and judging me. All things considered, it was an uncomfortable experience and not enjoyable like previous outings. Wh...
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.