Samantha_Smile
07-24-2012, 11:26 AM
Well today was one of those landmark days for my femme side, I told one of my oldest, nearest and dearest friends (a GG) about Samantha.
Backstory.
I've recently come to terms with facts, Im dealing with depression (career related, nothing to do with a gender crisis, I still like being a dude :D) and following lengthy talks with both my wife to be and other valued friends in the CD/TV/TS community (Joanna Foxx you angel x) it was decided that I should go and talk to an old friend who knows me well and preferably for a long time, so that she can offer her opinion on the matter.
Myself and Emma talked about me going seeing Jen, a friend of more years than I will admit to. After talking about it, I decided I would tell her about Samantha/Smile and how I use crossdressing to help lift the stress of depression, whilst also having a great time gettin glammed up :)
It wasn't easy to reach this decission. I'd thought about telling Jen on a few occasions in the past, but always bottled it. She's one of those friends you don't want to risk losing.
So I set out this morning armed with my trusty encrypted USB stick with my pics of Smile/Samantha on (just incase she would like to see).
When I arrived we sat in the sun for a bit with a brew (tea not beer lol) and discussed my work shit and she suggested that it might just be time for a change.
Then we chatted a bit, playing catch up as I'd not seen her in way too long.
We ate some lunch, bit more chat while I worked up the courage to tell her.
Then in a brief pause of conversation, I said
"Right, Im just gonna come out with it...."
To spare you the details, I told her pretty much everything, every key point in my life and times spent crossdressing.
She had a few questions, as I guessed she might, nothing too inquiring, all the while I was shaking, terrified I had destroyed a lifelong friendship.
She concluded
"Look, everyone has something that makes them happy and keeps them sane. This world is too judgemental and prejudiced towards things that aren't 'normal'. As long as youre not harming yourself or anyone else, then its nobody's business but your own. Were still friends, dont worry, Im here any time you or Emma need a chat"
(I paraphrased to save time and my own fingers)
I asked her if she wanted to see the pics I'd taken with me, and she did.
While browsing through, I got comments such as
"Oh my god that looks NOTHING like you"
"I love your hair, really suits you"
"I like that dress"
"There are women who would kill for your figure"
...and so on.
I asked if she had anymore questions.
"Yeah, why the hell aren't you going out looking like that?!"
I blushed, "I'll take that as a compliment then?"
"You should!" she laughed back.
I was still shaking when I set out to drive back home.
Im having a girly night tonight, feeling good about it all.
Jen, if you make your way back here to mooch around,
I luv ya loads, and thankyou!
x
Backstory.
I've recently come to terms with facts, Im dealing with depression (career related, nothing to do with a gender crisis, I still like being a dude :D) and following lengthy talks with both my wife to be and other valued friends in the CD/TV/TS community (Joanna Foxx you angel x) it was decided that I should go and talk to an old friend who knows me well and preferably for a long time, so that she can offer her opinion on the matter.
Myself and Emma talked about me going seeing Jen, a friend of more years than I will admit to. After talking about it, I decided I would tell her about Samantha/Smile and how I use crossdressing to help lift the stress of depression, whilst also having a great time gettin glammed up :)
It wasn't easy to reach this decission. I'd thought about telling Jen on a few occasions in the past, but always bottled it. She's one of those friends you don't want to risk losing.
So I set out this morning armed with my trusty encrypted USB stick with my pics of Smile/Samantha on (just incase she would like to see).
When I arrived we sat in the sun for a bit with a brew (tea not beer lol) and discussed my work shit and she suggested that it might just be time for a change.
Then we chatted a bit, playing catch up as I'd not seen her in way too long.
We ate some lunch, bit more chat while I worked up the courage to tell her.
Then in a brief pause of conversation, I said
"Right, Im just gonna come out with it...."
To spare you the details, I told her pretty much everything, every key point in my life and times spent crossdressing.
She had a few questions, as I guessed she might, nothing too inquiring, all the while I was shaking, terrified I had destroyed a lifelong friendship.
She concluded
"Look, everyone has something that makes them happy and keeps them sane. This world is too judgemental and prejudiced towards things that aren't 'normal'. As long as youre not harming yourself or anyone else, then its nobody's business but your own. Were still friends, dont worry, Im here any time you or Emma need a chat"
(I paraphrased to save time and my own fingers)
I asked her if she wanted to see the pics I'd taken with me, and she did.
While browsing through, I got comments such as
"Oh my god that looks NOTHING like you"
"I love your hair, really suits you"
"I like that dress"
"There are women who would kill for your figure"
...and so on.
I asked if she had anymore questions.
"Yeah, why the hell aren't you going out looking like that?!"
I blushed, "I'll take that as a compliment then?"
"You should!" she laughed back.
I was still shaking when I set out to drive back home.
Im having a girly night tonight, feeling good about it all.
Jen, if you make your way back here to mooch around,
I luv ya loads, and thankyou!
x