Aside from the occasional tumbleweed, things have been pretty quiet here on Dirty Butterfly recently. I wish I could say that I’ve been off having great adventures, but in actuality it’s mostly been Netflix and 5 back-to-back seasons of Breaking Bad.
TV shows aside, I have been feeling a bit unsettled of late and getting that ‘not much has happened with my transition’ frustration. It’s been 5 months since the work Christmas party, and back then I thought I’d have more progress to report by May.
In fairness to myself, one of the main reasons that I feel I haven’t achieved a lot recently, is because I’ve done so much already that there’s not that much left to do! The main area I thought needed work in my New Year post was that I should expose myself to more normal situations, be more overtly feminine instead of hiding behind an androgynous shield.
Last week I went to a conference in Manchester with my work colleagues. I was lying in bed the night before (deep somewhere in season 3 of Breaking Bad) and my mind wandered to thinking about which t-shirt to wear with my jeans the next day. It didn’t take me long to realise that this was exactly the sort of opportunity I was looking for to push myself that little bit further and go full girl. Queue frantic digging through drawers at 11pm to find something suitable to wear!
I settled on a nice top and skirt, one of those tops that I’ve had for ages but never found the right occasion to wear it. I must admit I was nervous approaching Leeds station at rush hour, but my colleagues were great and the whole day felt so natural. In fact, I totally forgot there was anything different going on.
Not happy about the massive queues to use the ladies’ toilets mind you!