Simply Joslyn
05-30-2012, 02:06 AM
Well I had quite the weekend to be sure, essentially it started out with the rest of my family going to Maine, jackpot, I took this chance to stay all dressed up all weekend and it was wonderful plus on Monday I went to New York city with a fellow crossdresser I had met on this site. It was so relieving and for once I felt comfortable just to be me, sure we got some bad comments and looks, but we also got some good ones. We ended up going everywhere, started in Union Square where I ended up getting dressed in a Forever 21, so nerve wracking and next time I'm getting dressed before I enter the city. We took the subway to times square and there I got samples of makeup from Sephora I believe. It was great being able to go into one of those stores with no worries. Little later we went to Dave and Busters and played in they're arcade only problem there was trying to cross my legs while sitting on those stools. We ended up riding the subway maybe five times interesting place only problem there was standing, my height plus heels and the wobbly trains made me end up shaking like a leaf in a hurricane. Saw Men in Black 3 as well, it was nice to have those heels off in the dark and received some nice suggestions and comments from a gg while leaving. As the night began to set in we boarded the Staten Island ferry, oh how great that was, the wind the city lights, not to mention the simple joy of being out on the water. As we returned back to the city the night life had begun, normal stores were closed and replaced by bars, clubs, and late night grocery stores hehe. We ended up getting into this small club, not bad if I might say, I'm too young to drink but the live music was food for the soul and they're quesidia wasn't half bad either. After there we essentially wandered around talking, and I love having someone close that I can actually talk to about this. And one thing in particular stuck out my friend told me it was good for it to not just feel like a costume, for me it felt more like what should be but I understand it, I've never felt so comfortable or free to walk around, done up or not. And so around 3 am we had to part ways, and I had to head back to Hoboken to get home, all was fine and I didn't even change back it would have ruined the moment anyway.
Sadly something did ruin the moment, upon arriving back to the van I discovered all 4 of my tires were slashed, I was done. I had not notified my parents that I would be in New York and it was my fathers van, before he left I told him I would be using but not like that. Tack onto that the fact that the house was a mess and all my clothes were laying around, not a good situation. There wasn't much could be done, I called my older sister to pick me up and she told my parents for the best I suppose, I don't want to get into detail what followed but it wasn't good. After everything was said and done everyone calmed down and we worked things out even though my parents were still very angry with me.
After the van was towed to pep boys they said it would be ready tomorrow so my sister took me back to New Brunswick to wait for my dad to pick me up. He came and well he asked questions, and for once I answered them truthfully, it was time. They wanted to know where my moms purse was, I said I had it, it was an old one after all and it was just filled with junk but it was junk I felt on the couch. He asked if I'd been shaving my legs I said yes, he asked if I dress in womans clothing sometimes, I said yes but its more than that, and so he asked if I was gay, I told him no and I kinda wanted to get into the gender and sex are separate things but now wasn't the time. So he asked if I wished I was a woman, and I told him it isn't really something you wish for its something in your head that says your body isn't right. He asked some more questions along the same line, but it was essentially all out there, and well I wouldn't say it was nice, or that I was relieved, it was pretty awkward though, but atleast now I can keep my family and go see a therapist without worry. He'll be talking to my mom about it because for now one of these conversations was enough for me, but he told me it doesn't matter what I do he still loves me and and wants me to do what I think is right, I love my dad hes always been there for me, I'm not sure why I never wanted to let him know, I guess I was afraid he would just toss me to the wolfs.
I'm sorry this got so long, but there you have it the full story. I guess it just goes to show you every cloud has a silver lining, and I wish anyone in a similar family situation the best of luck, and hopefully it won't have to work out the way mine did.
-Jos
Sadly something did ruin the moment, upon arriving back to the van I discovered all 4 of my tires were slashed, I was done. I had not notified my parents that I would be in New York and it was my fathers van, before he left I told him I would be using but not like that. Tack onto that the fact that the house was a mess and all my clothes were laying around, not a good situation. There wasn't much could be done, I called my older sister to pick me up and she told my parents for the best I suppose, I don't want to get into detail what followed but it wasn't good. After everything was said and done everyone calmed down and we worked things out even though my parents were still very angry with me.
After the van was towed to pep boys they said it would be ready tomorrow so my sister took me back to New Brunswick to wait for my dad to pick me up. He came and well he asked questions, and for once I answered them truthfully, it was time. They wanted to know where my moms purse was, I said I had it, it was an old one after all and it was just filled with junk but it was junk I felt on the couch. He asked if I'd been shaving my legs I said yes, he asked if I dress in womans clothing sometimes, I said yes but its more than that, and so he asked if I was gay, I told him no and I kinda wanted to get into the gender and sex are separate things but now wasn't the time. So he asked if I wished I was a woman, and I told him it isn't really something you wish for its something in your head that says your body isn't right. He asked some more questions along the same line, but it was essentially all out there, and well I wouldn't say it was nice, or that I was relieved, it was pretty awkward though, but atleast now I can keep my family and go see a therapist without worry. He'll be talking to my mom about it because for now one of these conversations was enough for me, but he told me it doesn't matter what I do he still loves me and and wants me to do what I think is right, I love my dad hes always been there for me, I'm not sure why I never wanted to let him know, I guess I was afraid he would just toss me to the wolfs.
I'm sorry this got so long, but there you have it the full story. I guess it just goes to show you every cloud has a silver lining, and I wish anyone in a similar family situation the best of luck, and hopefully it won't have to work out the way mine did.
-Jos