The end of the Girly Girl Experiment
It's been almost 15 years since I first tried to share my girly side to the world.
And while I can’t say it’s been a total failure, the blunt fact is that it is coming to an end, and overall I accomplished very little that remains.
I tried heels - until my knees said no thank you.
I tried makeup - and only ever looked like a clown - a male clown at that.
Earrings? Couldn’t keep them in my ears, finally the holes closed.
Stockings? Far too expensive for how quickly I would destroy them, and they never fit anyway.
Dresses and skirts? Mostly pushed to the back of my closet.
Painted nails? A bust.
SRS? Can’t happen, due to poor health choices.
And now, its my hair. I can’t manage it when its long, and when its short - well, I look like a man.
So honestly, what’s left?
Nothing.
Now, I am still pretty lucky. Most of the people who love me call me Dot, and I have never been threatened with violence, much less attacked, and I even briefly held a job, which is better than a lot of trans people get to do.
But I can’t shake the notion that as a girly girl . . .
I’m a failure.
End