You know .... sometimes things in life don't go the way you think they will.
I'm almost at the end of my six day marathon of remaining en femme 24/7 and I've had a little bit of a jolt to my system because of a realization of just exactly where I am as a crossdresser, and my acceptance (or lack thereof) of myself. To cut to the chase, I didn't go to the nail salon for a manicure and pedicure. Why not? you may be wondering. The short answer is - I flaked
Here's what happened.
It was Monday morning and my wife Marla and I were all set to both go and get our nails done in a couple of hours time. I started getting this really tight feeling in my stomach and I didn't feel very good at all. I told Marla I was having second thoughts about going to the nail salon. Well, to cut long story short, we had a very long talk about just exactly what are my concerns about having a manicure when en femme. I told Marla that I didn't want to go to the nail salon that day or at any other time in the near future. I told her that I've come to the conclusion that I am just not ready for that level of interaction with the general public when I'm en femme because I'll have to speak to them. I said to her that I am totally ok and feel very confident about being out almost anywhere in public en femme, but that's because I don't interact one on one with people where I have to speak to them for extended periods.
She then said:
"Ah... I see, this is all about the speaking. Hypothetically, say you had a really good femme voice, would you be ok going to the nail salon?" Yes, I said. She continued "...and this is because if you had a good femme voice it would be less likely that you would be read? People would be more likely to think you were a woman?" Yes, I said. "Oh ok, I get it, you still have issues about people knowing, don't you? You are still not yet comfortable with people realizing you are transgendered and that's why interacting one on one is not good for you, because you are afraid of outing yourself." That's it exactly, I said.
Marla knows me so well. I then went on to say that she was dead right, and that for me, walking around in the public domain in a general sense is much easier because I don't have to speak or if I do, it's only for a very short time. Longer conversations give people more of an opportunity to detect me by my voice, and also a longer time to check me out. Yes, it's true.... I am still in the closet. I'm sorry, but I can't help it. I am what I am. I'm just nowhere near as emancipated as I thought I was. There I've said it!
Marla was very comforting about it all. She suggested we back off from pushing the envelope for a little while and that I just enjoy my dressing for what it is. Perhaps maybe later on we'll try working on my voice a little bit, but not right now. I feel relieved. I have fallen off the horse, I want to get back on .... but only on a pony! Crossdressing can be lots of different things to lots of different people, and I'm sorry to say I am not fully out of the closet. I might talk like I am an emancipated "out crossdresser" and intellectually I am kind of there, but emotionally I'm just not there yet.
Marla then shared with me that she had been told by others that perhaps I might one day have this problem because I always go out with her, and haven't experienced much independence, and therefore exposure to being read. It's true, being out en femme with a GG is cheating, and it makes passing seem easier, and when the GG in question is doing all the talking, the pressure is off. Also my slight frame at 5 ft 4 ins and 128 pounds goes a long way to helping me disappear into the background when we are out together. Of course at first Marla blamed herself for coddling me too much in the past, but I reassured her the shortcomings are all mine, and to be honest with you I'm slightly embarrassed to feel this way because it might seem like I'm ashamed to be a crossdresser. But I'm not, I love crossdressing and I like being out in public en femme, I'd just rather keep myself to myself and go at my own pace.
On a good note, I continued to stay en femme (I still am as I write this) and over the last two days we have continued to enjoy ourselves as "two girls" having fun. We've been to the movies and we also went on a cycle ride - both (of course) with me in girl mode. Finally, I'm not going to be too hard on myself, I've just come to realize I've got a little way to go before I can truthfully claim to be where others happily reside. Here's a couple of pics of me at the movies and just before our bike ride.