So, I'm having a chat with a co worker/good friend today. I am expressing my joys over some new clothes I have bought. She sees my excitement, and is happy for me. I the notice tears in her eyes. I ask her what's wrong. She tells me between sobs, that she feels she is doing me wrong. Here I am pining for the days I get to be me and dress how I want, and she feels bad because she can dress anyway she wants, but doesn't. She loves fashion just as much as me, and she loves all things feminine as do I, and she feels bad for me because I can't dress how I want, and she can, but doesn't.