Wendy me
10-20-2008, 07:08 AM
my dad's ring ..... what the hell could that have to do with dressing in women's clothing gender and the like ??????? well let's start here ..... my dad passed away a short while ago .... i knew it was coming he had his share of things wrong with him .... i took the lead in tackling care of him and fighting for was right for him .............
dad taught me a lot about who he was and more so about who i am.... he stood up for what was right and never backed down .... trust and respect ruled his way of life.....
no i don't believe he knew about me ... even though he would call me his daughter the hair down to my but and nails amungst other things ..... this was his way of saying get a hair cut ..... lol .....
he consumed my time every day was a change until the day he passed.... something i would do over again in a heart beat........oh the ring .... dad did not leave anything to speak of he had almost nothing .... i did not cry when he passed never a tear silly to say i could almost hear him say don't be a wimp suck it up and be a man.....so i did..... his ring was given to me after he passed as he donated his body to the med center...
it has sat in a envelope sealed until last week ..... i opened it and put it on ... i can't explain what made me do it and it's even more so harder to explain how i feel .... i don't wear it all the time some times only for a short while ......
i don't feel more fem i don't feel more like dressing up i feel something more than words can explain i feel that standing up for who i am and i get royally upset when i believe i have let things get out of control ...... i feel connected to me and that brothers and sisters is truly awesome ......... now it's not super powers are in the ring we all know that ....... what it is i believe is by wearing it i give myself permission to stand with who i am and not be fearful of what any one has to say and be damed for what you think of me i am a person ..... i am me ..... look the hell out i am not fearing any thing or any one ......
not too long ago my wife who knows ab ought my little interesting part of me outed me to my brother his wife and a Friend of mine...... well i have made my mined up she can accept or not this part of me .... but come the time now for her to show some respect .....and i am not talking about dressing 24/7 .... hell i am me 24/7 clothing dressing up make up and what ever dose not make the person.......
i am me how frickin cool is that?????.....no labels no tags .... i don't need to fit in any were... i fit in right here in that space between my ears..... i belong to me............
i still like to wear something cute and love the dressing might all our dressing be it MTF or FTM .... be a cover we give to say yes look right now i am dressed as a ....... so yes that's who i am.........
lol look out as a new chapter unfolds i still like the name Wendy and feel more alive as her ...... but hell were going to drag "HIM" along for the ride of his life.....................
dad taught me a lot about who he was and more so about who i am.... he stood up for what was right and never backed down .... trust and respect ruled his way of life.....
no i don't believe he knew about me ... even though he would call me his daughter the hair down to my but and nails amungst other things ..... this was his way of saying get a hair cut ..... lol .....
he consumed my time every day was a change until the day he passed.... something i would do over again in a heart beat........oh the ring .... dad did not leave anything to speak of he had almost nothing .... i did not cry when he passed never a tear silly to say i could almost hear him say don't be a wimp suck it up and be a man.....so i did..... his ring was given to me after he passed as he donated his body to the med center...
it has sat in a envelope sealed until last week ..... i opened it and put it on ... i can't explain what made me do it and it's even more so harder to explain how i feel .... i don't wear it all the time some times only for a short while ......
i don't feel more fem i don't feel more like dressing up i feel something more than words can explain i feel that standing up for who i am and i get royally upset when i believe i have let things get out of control ...... i feel connected to me and that brothers and sisters is truly awesome ......... now it's not super powers are in the ring we all know that ....... what it is i believe is by wearing it i give myself permission to stand with who i am and not be fearful of what any one has to say and be damed for what you think of me i am a person ..... i am me ..... look the hell out i am not fearing any thing or any one ......
not too long ago my wife who knows ab ought my little interesting part of me outed me to my brother his wife and a Friend of mine...... well i have made my mined up she can accept or not this part of me .... but come the time now for her to show some respect .....and i am not talking about dressing 24/7 .... hell i am me 24/7 clothing dressing up make up and what ever dose not make the person.......
i am me how frickin cool is that?????.....no labels no tags .... i don't need to fit in any were... i fit in right here in that space between my ears..... i belong to me............
i still like to wear something cute and love the dressing might all our dressing be it MTF or FTM .... be a cover we give to say yes look right now i am dressed as a ....... so yes that's who i am.........
lol look out as a new chapter unfolds i still like the name Wendy and feel more alive as her ...... but hell were going to drag "HIM" along for the ride of his life.....................