SharonDenise
07-04-2015, 11:27 AM
I came out to my bereavement support group last night. I was invited over to watch the local (Oakbrook) fireworks display from a female member's
house with others from our group. For the second party in a row, (Memorial Day, last time) cross dressing and transgenderism came up. The same "resident expert" brought the subject up, again. The discussion and comments continued until I made a decision. One of the women who I had already trusted with my secret was watching me and showed concern in her face as she saw me struggle with my dilemma. I did have a packet of pictures in my jacket pocket which I hesitantly brought out. I then showed our resident expert if the girl in the picture was cute. ( Its the picture under the post, a deliciously embarrassing moment.) I passed out a handful of pictures to pass around the table. The people present thought I showed courage and mainly gave me their support for having shared something that is difficult to share. I called some of them this morning and they still felt the same way and that their friendship was unchanged.
In a related incident, I've been receiving in-home therapy for my recent hip replacement. I brought up my cross dressing as she could plainly see the panties I wore as she checked out my incision from the operation. She seemed interested, so I asked her if she would like to see Sharon. She said yes. Fortunately, the day I chose to dress as Sharon was a rainy one, so we couldn't go out for our walk. She seemed to enjoy meeting me as Sharon and thanked me for the occasion.
I've been crossing many bridges, lately.
SharonDenise
house with others from our group. For the second party in a row, (Memorial Day, last time) cross dressing and transgenderism came up. The same "resident expert" brought the subject up, again. The discussion and comments continued until I made a decision. One of the women who I had already trusted with my secret was watching me and showed concern in her face as she saw me struggle with my dilemma. I did have a packet of pictures in my jacket pocket which I hesitantly brought out. I then showed our resident expert if the girl in the picture was cute. ( Its the picture under the post, a deliciously embarrassing moment.) I passed out a handful of pictures to pass around the table. The people present thought I showed courage and mainly gave me their support for having shared something that is difficult to share. I called some of them this morning and they still felt the same way and that their friendship was unchanged.
In a related incident, I've been receiving in-home therapy for my recent hip replacement. I brought up my cross dressing as she could plainly see the panties I wore as she checked out my incision from the operation. She seemed interested, so I asked her if she would like to see Sharon. She said yes. Fortunately, the day I chose to dress as Sharon was a rainy one, so we couldn't go out for our walk. She seemed to enjoy meeting me as Sharon and thanked me for the occasion.
I've been crossing many bridges, lately.
SharonDenise