I was approached by another crossdresser at work on Monday. Of course I was in boy mode, and so was he, but he followed my blog and somehow made the connection of what I had wrote to where I worked, and he took a chance and introduced himself. I kept my cool, but I was panicking inside. How did he manage to find me? Could others find me as well? Could some pervert hoping I would engage him sexually come out of the woodwork, jeopardizing my secret and my job?
We did exchange a few emails, and had hoped to meet for coffee sometime. Still, this ball of panic followed me, and I did what I always do when I stress, I write about it, on my blog. Needless to say, she isn't talking to me anymore. I felt that she violated my privacy by approaching me the was she did, and I wrote about it. I guess she took umbrage to it, though she recognized the fact that it was violating my space. She promised not to contact me again and is no longer following my blog.
I feel bad because she was just trying to make contact with another crossdresser and maybe I overreacted by being so blunt with how I stated it on my blog. I try to justify it by telling myself that I need to keep myself safe, and it's true, but I wish I could go back and do a do-over. For now, I've edited out the sections in my posts that led her to me so it doesn't happen again, but I missed an opportunity to make friends with another crossdresser. I've never had one irl. I feel like such a bitch!