Yesterday was my first ever foray out of the house, and just as so many wrote, I went back out tonight. To keep a long story short, I hadn't planned to but there was too much about last night that needed examining.
I went to the main street of a nearby small city and went for a walk. Dress, pantyhose and low heels, far more comfortable in so many ways. By the end of the walk I was eager to interact with another human being. Away I went to a convenience store for milk, and gum.
On my way from the coolers to the front, two women came through the door. Both looked at me and one commented "I see the ladies are out tonight". I ignored them, went to the counter, paid for my purchase and headed for the door. From my right somewhere I heard, "See I told ya, that's a man".
I have never dealt well with embarrassment. it has kept me from doing many things in my life, but a funny thing happened on the way to the door. I honestly didn't feel embarassed. I didn't flush. My heart didn't race. I didn't shake.
I am empowered. It was my choice to go out dressed as I was. I knew the facade was a weak one, in need of work and practise, but I didn't crumble and that makes me happy.
All the way home I slammed them for being candidates for Walmart People but that's another story...