Julie
08-30-2005, 12:20 AM
Last week I was so pumped about this red dress I ordered and going out this weekend all dolled up. I hadn't been this excited about dressing in a while and it was good to feel alive again. I was totally focused on making the best of this outing and was planning it just like one would a vacation.
I have been just living day to day for some time with no zest for life. Even though I'd go out dressed and have a good to great time, too often I have to push myself to go out. Normally I'm a high energy person. I want to grab life by the horns and experience the thrills of living. I'm no Evil Knevil but I love the feeling of pushing the envelope and coming out on top. But lately I just haven't cared about anything.
So when I started feeling fired up about this weekend and hoping and praying the red dress fit and looked good, I found myself feeling alive again. It felt good. But something unexpected happened and the whole red dress outing didn't matter anymore.
Dawn came back into my life.
I was silent about losing her. I couldn't face it. She and I connected more deeply than I had ever experienced. Suddenly she was gone. And I was at a loss as to why. I saw her about a month ago and as my heart pounded, I told her I loved her and missed her and I don't know what happened. When she left she gave me a hug but said nothing. I knew then she was gone forever.
I was wrong.
Saturday, just as I was ready to leave Ecsapades she walked in and we made eye contact. I knew then whatever had driven us apart was in the past. We embraced and I knew right then why I had lost my zest for life. She was my soulmate and I was mourning the death of our relationship. But it wasn't dead. My baby was back in my arms and the world was spinning in the right direction again.
We talked a lot at Escapades but it was loud and stuffy. We decided to head back to my place and as soon as we got back I went upstairs and changed out of my girl clothes and came back down. She had no reaction but I felt more comfortable. She's said many times, how I dress really doesn't matter to her and I find that rare. All night she called me Jim, Julie, Jules and I don't even know if she knew she was doing it. I don't know how many times she's told me she loves me for who I am inside and the clothes don't matter. All I know is when we are together we have a great time and we make each other happy.
But another feeling comes over me.
I feel like a man when were together. I want to protect her. I want to look out for her. I want her to be happy. I treat her like any man who loves a woman would. I see 'my baby', 'my sweetie', 'my angel' and I use those terms when I talk to her. I want to hold her in my arms and fall asleep with her by my side and wake up in the morning to see her smiling face.
And the desire to dress vanishes!
I know better than to think this is permanent. But what confuses me is here's a woman I can dress with, who met me dressed, who told me it was my eyes that drew her to me, that said she'd never met a CD before but once she got to know me that didn't matter. She knows everything about me and still loves me. With all this, why did the desire to dress vanish?
This weekend I will force myself to carry out the plans I made. I will go out dressed, hopefully in the red dress, if it ever comes, and spend at least one night dressed but I know if Dawn called and said let's...... I'm gone! Red dress, enjoy your space in the closet!
I remember having these feelings when I was young, the being a guy emotions taking control when I met a new love interest. But I haven't felt that for so long I don't remember. What I do know is I was still experiencing puppy love when I felt it.
You know, this has to be the most emotion filled year of my life I've ever known. I wouldn't even try to list all the things here (lucky you). Dawn made it all tolerable and I owe her a lot.
What's so ironic is before Dawn and I reconciled I was pushing myself to get dressed and go out because I was in a funk. I'm so happy we straightened out the misunderstanding and we are friends again. Now, I still find I'll have to push myself to get dressed, but for a different reason. :p
I have been just living day to day for some time with no zest for life. Even though I'd go out dressed and have a good to great time, too often I have to push myself to go out. Normally I'm a high energy person. I want to grab life by the horns and experience the thrills of living. I'm no Evil Knevil but I love the feeling of pushing the envelope and coming out on top. But lately I just haven't cared about anything.
So when I started feeling fired up about this weekend and hoping and praying the red dress fit and looked good, I found myself feeling alive again. It felt good. But something unexpected happened and the whole red dress outing didn't matter anymore.
Dawn came back into my life.
I was silent about losing her. I couldn't face it. She and I connected more deeply than I had ever experienced. Suddenly she was gone. And I was at a loss as to why. I saw her about a month ago and as my heart pounded, I told her I loved her and missed her and I don't know what happened. When she left she gave me a hug but said nothing. I knew then she was gone forever.
I was wrong.
Saturday, just as I was ready to leave Ecsapades she walked in and we made eye contact. I knew then whatever had driven us apart was in the past. We embraced and I knew right then why I had lost my zest for life. She was my soulmate and I was mourning the death of our relationship. But it wasn't dead. My baby was back in my arms and the world was spinning in the right direction again.
We talked a lot at Escapades but it was loud and stuffy. We decided to head back to my place and as soon as we got back I went upstairs and changed out of my girl clothes and came back down. She had no reaction but I felt more comfortable. She's said many times, how I dress really doesn't matter to her and I find that rare. All night she called me Jim, Julie, Jules and I don't even know if she knew she was doing it. I don't know how many times she's told me she loves me for who I am inside and the clothes don't matter. All I know is when we are together we have a great time and we make each other happy.
But another feeling comes over me.
I feel like a man when were together. I want to protect her. I want to look out for her. I want her to be happy. I treat her like any man who loves a woman would. I see 'my baby', 'my sweetie', 'my angel' and I use those terms when I talk to her. I want to hold her in my arms and fall asleep with her by my side and wake up in the morning to see her smiling face.
And the desire to dress vanishes!
I know better than to think this is permanent. But what confuses me is here's a woman I can dress with, who met me dressed, who told me it was my eyes that drew her to me, that said she'd never met a CD before but once she got to know me that didn't matter. She knows everything about me and still loves me. With all this, why did the desire to dress vanish?
This weekend I will force myself to carry out the plans I made. I will go out dressed, hopefully in the red dress, if it ever comes, and spend at least one night dressed but I know if Dawn called and said let's...... I'm gone! Red dress, enjoy your space in the closet!
I remember having these feelings when I was young, the being a guy emotions taking control when I met a new love interest. But I haven't felt that for so long I don't remember. What I do know is I was still experiencing puppy love when I felt it.
You know, this has to be the most emotion filled year of my life I've ever known. I wouldn't even try to list all the things here (lucky you). Dawn made it all tolerable and I owe her a lot.
What's so ironic is before Dawn and I reconciled I was pushing myself to get dressed and go out because I was in a funk. I'm so happy we straightened out the misunderstanding and we are friends again. Now, I still find I'll have to push myself to get dressed, but for a different reason. :p