susancheerleader
08-27-2012, 12:28 AM
I've posted many times how I have not "come out" to anyone. But even so, I know my neighbors have seen me in full dress only from comments over heard. (Son telling father, "I saw **** wearing a women's dress." Father: "Perhaps he is gay.") Another neighbor I also know has seen me, but never asked or said anything. Still, I get along well enough with both and we still talk.
Moving on.
When I go to the store, or bank, or whatever. I am very often wearing women's jeans and sometimes a top. I try not to make it obvious though, and try to pull it off as masculine. And so far no one has questioned it. (Though I suspect they wouldn't anyway.) HOWEVER, I have ONE sister who has questioned a few of my chosen attire. And from her tone, I could tell she knows it is women' but she never pushed it.
That said.
When I know I am going to encounter my family, I try to wear women's clothes that probably could mask as mens clothing also.
I have to say. This is getting annoying.
I often am wearing one thing. Then have to change into another to see my family. Only to change back when I get home.
I am DAMN sure my Post Office staff knows. But frankly, I don't care.
I am still too chicken to "come out" to my family. Although, as mentioned, I suspect one of my sisters already knows. She just hasn't asked me about it.
Moving on.
When I go to the store, or bank, or whatever. I am very often wearing women's jeans and sometimes a top. I try not to make it obvious though, and try to pull it off as masculine. And so far no one has questioned it. (Though I suspect they wouldn't anyway.) HOWEVER, I have ONE sister who has questioned a few of my chosen attire. And from her tone, I could tell she knows it is women' but she never pushed it.
That said.
When I know I am going to encounter my family, I try to wear women's clothes that probably could mask as mens clothing also.
I have to say. This is getting annoying.
I often am wearing one thing. Then have to change into another to see my family. Only to change back when I get home.
I am DAMN sure my Post Office staff knows. But frankly, I don't care.
I am still too chicken to "come out" to my family. Although, as mentioned, I suspect one of my sisters already knows. She just hasn't asked me about it.