Celebrated my 50th today at my mom's.
It was a gorgeous sunny day.
I couldn't wear a nice skirt because my buddy came up with his 7yr old son and also I think my family would have felt uncomfy.
So I was partial en femme as usual, and got nice femme gifts (and my bud's son was totally into my more femme giftswhich kinda surprised me) but otherwise kinda drab. And felt like it.
It was okay. People are more important.
It would have been nice if more people took the time to say bye to me, but I guess that's my family. At least my younger bro gave me a nice hug.
When they all left I it was still warm enough for a skirt so I put my mid length reddish one on and the flip flops my work friend had given me on Friday (they have gold sequins that match my toenail colour) and took the dog for a walk around my mom's hood. Met a really cute guy right away and he smiled and said hi.
I love the freedom, I need the expression because of who I am, but I always realize that I can never be (well, not without $$$$ and surgery and drugs) who I feel like inside.
But I did feel pretty close, tremulously walking my mom's neighbourhood at night. Tremulous as a female at night, not because I felt I was faking something.
This is real, in so many ways to me.
Most people don't understand.
Anyway, 50 is a milestone for sure.
I have a few ideas how to celebrate it this week. (I took the week off work)
You'll probably hear more from me soon.
Originally Posted by kerrianna
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