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Halloween means so much to me because it allowed me to experiment living as my authentic self in a semi feminine world. I say “semi” because I was normally around people I knew when I dressed up in my so called “costume” so even though I craved compliments, I still had to act as if they meant nothing to me. Perhaps the best compliment I ever received was when a couple of cis women friends said something like if I would ever want to go that direction as a woman I wouldn’t have any problems. Little did they know how prophetic it was to say that but on the other hand, problems would be many as a life in transition went by.
Halloween became so important to me I normally couldn’t think of much else as early as a month before the actual party date. Many times I would stress on my outfit. Part of me wanted to be as sexy as I could be. On the other hand, I wished I could present well enough as a woman to be mistaken as the person (female) who didn’t wear a costume.
Another major problem I had was the industry I worked in. I worked in high volume restaurants as a manager The jobs precluded me from dressing up because of mainly safety issues at work. Plus normally I worked most weekend evenings when all the best Halloween parties took place. As the years went by, I finally was promoted up the line enough I could set my own schedule and make certain I had the proper nights off to attempt a Halloween party. I…
