Miss Me?

I hope my absence has made your hearts grow fonder. I have been too busy to blog, if that is fathomable to you. Yes, there are other priorities!

I spent the bulk of my week preparing for Saturday's support meeting. I have rushed through the prep the last couple times, and feeling less than 100% about myself dulls the thrill of having Leslie time. This time around, I endeavored to leave no stone unturned (except shaving my legs, of course). I am lovin' my arms, with very(!) close-cropped hair that I bleached twice in the last week. I also spent a lot of time thinking about my attire. I bought a pair of charcoal leggings from Newport-News last week, for the express purpose of having something truly feminine with which to cover my legs.

Part of my ardor, too, was the fact that I had arranged for my therapist, M, to come speak to the group. In over two years of therapy, she has never seen me all Leslied up, outside of photos on the blog, and that is just wrong. She accepts me as female, even though I am presenting as male. Needless to say, one of my very favorite people. And now, finally, she has seen me at my best.

Next month, we have a hair removal lady coming to present (free samples?), and in October we have scheduled the endocrinologist from the university that cares for most of the TG folks in the area.

The meeting was a great success. M commands an audience very well, and she knows her stuff. The fact that she was coming brought some folks out of the woodwork too, some that I hadn't seen in over a year. I was feeling quite social, too, which is how I gauge my confidence in presentation.

So, it was a fine week, and the dysphoria dried up with the anticipation of being myself for a while. It's been a rough month or two, GD wise, and the break from it feels good. Regular blogging should resume as the dysphoria and/or marital tensions ramp back up.