"What if the Hokey Cokey is what it's all about?"
I rather liked the sentiment but left it at that, then I managed to type the title of this post into a comment on a forum as a miss spelling, and just started trying to think of the story that this could be the punch line to; and couldn't, if you can let us all know.
Of course what I had meant to type on that forum discussion was, "Once you accept yourself, then everything falls into place." In saying this I was drawing on my own experience over the last couple of years, writing this blog, going out and mixing with people. It was when I joined a forum that required a name that I first called myself Paula, now I had a name I began to develop as an individual, a person, a character; some one who could not be kept caged up inside. It was about the same time that I started Paula's Place (not Paula's Plaice) that I accepted that my cross dressing is something that is part of me, is something I am rather than something I do, and is definitely not something that is going to go away.
What has happened since then, well I have been out quite a lot, but not enough; I have come out to a few friends who have so far all been cool about it. I am happy with myself most of the time, but my partner cannot bring herself to accept this aspect of me, maybe I a m wishing for the moon but that is the one true fly in my ointment of life.
When asked how I am, I often reply nothing that couldn't be solved with £100,000 and a couple of weeks in the sun, well add the acceptance of my wife and then I would have nothing (well very little) to complain about.
Of course what I had meant to type on that forum discussion was, "Once you accept yourself, then everything falls into place." In saying this I was drawing on my own experience over the last couple of years, writing this blog, going out and mixing with people. It was when I joined a forum that required a name that I first called myself Paula, now I had a name I began to develop as an individual, a person, a character; some one who could not be kept caged up inside. It was about the same time that I started Paula's Place (not Paula's Plaice) that I accepted that my cross dressing is something that is part of me, is something I am rather than something I do, and is definitely not something that is going to go away.
What has happened since then, well I have been out quite a lot, but not enough; I have come out to a few friends who have so far all been cool about it. I am happy with myself most of the time, but my partner cannot bring herself to accept this aspect of me, maybe I a m wishing for the moon but that is the one true fly in my ointment of life.
When asked how I am, I often reply nothing that couldn't be solved with £100,000 and a couple of weeks in the sun, well add the acceptance of my wife and then I would have nothing (well very little) to complain about.
Hmm, Paula's Plaice and Halle's Sole?
ReplyDeleteNo, those truly fall flat!
We really don't want too much do we Paula? I'm with you! :)