It's interesting how different people react to the concept of a person being a transvestite.
In the real world everyone that I have been able to tell so far has survived the experience.
T-girls in Portsmouth who are all lovely people.
People that I've chatted to on the couple of occasions that I've been "out" so far. They have asked questions and been interested. All of them lovely people.
My wife ... who is happy that Andrea makes me happy ... and that makes me easier to live with.
Eldest daughter who seemed OK but is struggling a bit. To have a dad that likes to dress like her mum isn't easy for her. But she is being honest about her feelings. I hope and think it will get easier as time passes.
Younger daughter ... who says it's OK if it makes me happy and if mum is OK with it. But she is kind of quiet. I think she is OK.
People I know on the Internet.
Two people have said they are proud of me. Being able to accept myself better and beginning to escape from the closet. Thank you!
A friend in Canada that I have known for years but never met thanked me for introducing Andrea to her.
Another friend in Canada that I chatted with a couple of weeks ago with the Webcam on said it was like talking with one of her girlfriends. She meant it in the nicest of ways.
A lady in Australia who mentioned the movie "The Adventures of Priscilla ... ". I bought the DVD and like it a lot.
Another in Norway ... surprised ... but cool.
And two people that may never chat with me online again.
But mostly a strong sense of acceptance.
Will I ever tell my brothers? People at work? Neighbours? Friends?
The nicest thing is that no longer do I live in fear of people finding out that I'm a tranny.
It's no big deal to me now. I don't want to flaunt it. Don't want to upset people. But if people find out then so be it.
When I got back from work today my wife was excited ... a trip to Marks & Spencer for some things to wear at a wedding later in the year.
It was lovely to see her trying the things on.
She thinks it's sweet the way that all of a sudden I like clothes.
I feel closer to her now than I have done for years and years and years.
At times I wish I had come out of the closet earlier. And yet ... earlier may have been too soon. Maybe we all needed the time to grow up a little first? So ... mostly I am content.
On Saturday I'm planning on hitting the shops myself.
It's nice to have some things in common :)