Does anyone else feel all dressed up and nowhere to go? I've been visiting a group for seven months now (after my last unsucessfull purge) twice a month but I need to get out more.
Hiding from family, neiboughs, housemates is getting me down, I want to be free.
It's a bit riduclious, I'm wearing a lovely dress, heels and full makeup to sit in my bedroom.
I don't know what to do, my girlfirend doesn't want me to come out but I feel trapped in my own prison. After over 20 years I've now decided that I can't turn these feelings off but I can't let them out.