Rachel292
03-21-2014, 01:28 PM
I did it, I told my Mum and my Daughter!
I have just got back from taking my daughter and grandson to visit family.
After much angst and a sleepless night (at my mum's), I decided I was going to tell the 2 most important women in my life, about my dressing. After what seemed to be the longest day there could ever be, and waiting for my sister and brother-in-law to go home. I waited a short while, while we washed up the dishes from dinner, and sat down for a cup of tea. All 3 of us sat down, and again after waiting for the right lull in conversation and ‘out it came’. Me and my dressing. I could not have wished for a better response from BOTH of them. They both said “they would love me whatever and it made no difference at all”. Lots of emotion and hugging and cuddling.
I’m not going in to detail but we then chatted about: me, how long I’d been doing it, was I gay (answer = NO), what exactly I do, what dressing is, the Trans spectrum, everything. my name I use, the fact that I would have been Rachel if I was born a girl. The fact they at one time thought I would be twins, Me saying I’m still 100% me (in male mode) , but they also get Rachel as well (mum said I’ve now got an extra daughter as well. Absolutely brilliant.
We agreed who would and wouldn't be told = No one else, in the family (yet).
After a while my daughter went to bed leaving just me and mum and about 30 minutes later she went to get a drink to take her meds before going to bed herself.
THEN
at that point when absolutely euphoric,
THE PINK MIST descended, and rational thought went out of the window.
I accessed some of my recent pics on my smart phone. On returning to the room I showed one to my mum. Her face – she was absolutely stunned. You look just like your sister. I then showed her a few more. “Is that your favourite dress”? she asked. It just blew me away.
Then I wasn’t so sure how she was reacting and went into panic mode. I’ve gone way too far , this is too much for her to handle – I then break down. She tries to reassure me , but I won’t have any of it. Finally after about 20mins she says, show me them again (it’s now 1am) .
She then says, if you are going to do it you need to do it right, you should have your legs together in that pose. Let me look again. You are a bit big, you going to need to loose a bit of weight. I’m not sure about the black wig I think the brown is better. And It’s too long , you need it cut slightly shorter. She’s only known about 3 hours and I’m getting the full critical workout.
After not much sleep again, ‘cos I’m buzzing, I’ve just driven the 4 hour journey home. Absolutely knackered.
BUT I can assure you, Cloud Nine is Big Pink and Fluffy !!
:)
I have just got back from taking my daughter and grandson to visit family.
After much angst and a sleepless night (at my mum's), I decided I was going to tell the 2 most important women in my life, about my dressing. After what seemed to be the longest day there could ever be, and waiting for my sister and brother-in-law to go home. I waited a short while, while we washed up the dishes from dinner, and sat down for a cup of tea. All 3 of us sat down, and again after waiting for the right lull in conversation and ‘out it came’. Me and my dressing. I could not have wished for a better response from BOTH of them. They both said “they would love me whatever and it made no difference at all”. Lots of emotion and hugging and cuddling.
I’m not going in to detail but we then chatted about: me, how long I’d been doing it, was I gay (answer = NO), what exactly I do, what dressing is, the Trans spectrum, everything. my name I use, the fact that I would have been Rachel if I was born a girl. The fact they at one time thought I would be twins, Me saying I’m still 100% me (in male mode) , but they also get Rachel as well (mum said I’ve now got an extra daughter as well. Absolutely brilliant.
We agreed who would and wouldn't be told = No one else, in the family (yet).
After a while my daughter went to bed leaving just me and mum and about 30 minutes later she went to get a drink to take her meds before going to bed herself.
THEN
at that point when absolutely euphoric,
THE PINK MIST descended, and rational thought went out of the window.
I accessed some of my recent pics on my smart phone. On returning to the room I showed one to my mum. Her face – she was absolutely stunned. You look just like your sister. I then showed her a few more. “Is that your favourite dress”? she asked. It just blew me away.
Then I wasn’t so sure how she was reacting and went into panic mode. I’ve gone way too far , this is too much for her to handle – I then break down. She tries to reassure me , but I won’t have any of it. Finally after about 20mins she says, show me them again (it’s now 1am) .
She then says, if you are going to do it you need to do it right, you should have your legs together in that pose. Let me look again. You are a bit big, you going to need to loose a bit of weight. I’m not sure about the black wig I think the brown is better. And It’s too long , you need it cut slightly shorter. She’s only known about 3 hours and I’m getting the full critical workout.
After not much sleep again, ‘cos I’m buzzing, I’ve just driven the 4 hour journey home. Absolutely knackered.
BUT I can assure you, Cloud Nine is Big Pink and Fluffy !!
:)