Getting back on track

 

The last year has been a rough period in my life, battling with both physical and mental welfare issues, sometimes even struggling to get a post out cos I couldn't just get started but really in order to move on, you need to look back.

This thing didn't start with the blog back in 2006, or with my time on Friends Reunited or Experience Project, it really started in my earliest years when you start figuring out roles and what roles get you rewards and what gets the put downs.

In my case it was different cos I didn't feel like  a boy when it came to social roles and expectations but I didn't hanker for being female, experiencing the kind of dysphoria that transexuals often do.

What I am, rather than what I'm not really is my strength because that is ultimately what makes me and what however difficult it has been I've always fought to accepted as.

The heady mix of satin, bows and frills with uber sweet femininity coupled with my placid even submissive nature made me the most natural sissy gurl you ever knew, just happy to be hurself whither I'm running more on the Little Side or not.

It's beyond a look even if that's a signature one, being sissy is a way of life and the very best for me.