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Someone asked me some details on my "comming out" and aceptance from ym girl. I thought about it and tried to pen some words.

Yes, I have come out to my girlfriend, but that is a term  I hate, I shared something with her, something of me. I allowed her to see a side I don't often choose to share. To my mind that is something quite quite different.

I had elected to share my life with someone so wanted her to see a whole as opposed to a part. I wanted a full disclosure from the beginning. That way she could choose to deal with, take part in or walk away at the beginning. After all as you know yourself the act of cross dressing is not a fad. It is a part of whom we are. 

She elected to stay. To be part of whom we are. Does she shy away from it, perhaps. Does she worry, we all worry. We worry about the rain, or if we will have enough in our checking account at the end of the week. What can I say honestly. She likes Sarah. She likes to kiss, and be with. She likes to muss up her makeup. She does not understand it, but pushes it to the reason she does not have to. 

Her feelings on my dynamic is that I have that, a dynamic. I am safe, loyal and me. That if I am happy, she is happy. It isn't a be all and end all with me, it is an escape from the day to day. 

She once asked me how I could want to put on a bra, heels and makeup, to wear hose and a restricting clothes, as she hated it so much, as she did it every day. I countered with I don't so to me it is an escape, a change of whom I am. 

We are after all whom we are. 

SCK