Taking the next step
Well, I had my first meeting with my therapist last Tuesday and it went very well. The oddest thing for me in it was that she would call me “Girl.” You know, like in an exclamation. It was weird because no one had ever called me that before, but I kinda liked it. We talked over several things and she asked if I had ever cross-dressed. My answer was no, because I was afraid to see myself in a mirror as a guy wearing women’s clothing instead of a woman. She told me that’s normal and I’ll have to get over it. No one apparently looks like a woman off the bat, it takes time and practice. So now, I’ve decided to take the next step towards transitioning and buy my first set of female clothes. I found a skirt I really liked, just hope I can afford it. Also, a friend of mine from high school offered to take me thrifting with her. That’ll be a money-saver right there. Anyways, the therapy session kept me in that feeling of being so happy I could cry. In fact, I did cry a few tears of joy later that day. I feel more and more that this is the right thing to do. Even now, a few days later, I still have that feeling. Unfortunately, it hasn’t done anything towards my lack of motivation to be productive. That’s just more work on my part, I guess.
Anywho, that’s all for now.

hey Cassandra, thought I’d say hi and ask you how you got on with buying your first set of female clothes?
Rachel, xxx