To love a rose, you must also love its thorns.
This makes me think: when we seek love and acceptance by being who we truly are, we not only show our beauty and delicacy, but also our weaknesses, insecurities, and challenges.
Truly loving means embracing both sides: the beauty and the difficulties, the courage and the fears, the pleasure and the pains along the way.
So, what do you think?
When it comes to experiencing crossdressing or any expression of our identity, have you ever felt that someone saw not only the "rose" but also the "thorns"?and still chose to stay?