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I suppose my life is not much different than many others, transgender or not. Along the way, we need to deal with certain fears to succeed.
Early on in life as a novice or beginning cross dresser, I needed to deal with the basic fear of being discovered which had the chance to destroy my life as I knew it. Then, as I grew enamored with the view of myself in the mirror as a girl, I always feared for the next time I could do it.
Now, as the calendar switches over to October, many memories of Halloween fear invade my thoughts. I don’t mean spooky movies or haunted houses, I mean finally having the chance of exploring the world as my girl self at parties. When I did find and hitch up my big girl panties and dressed to the nines as a woman in front of friends, I was very afraid I would lose my man card along with the male privileges I enjoyed.
Along the way, I enjoyed a few exciting Halloween parties when it took several days for the people around me to quit joking with me about my “costume.” All in all, I think shaving my legs for the parties separated me out as being more than a fun casual cross dresser who was doing my outfit as some sort of a joke. At least I received compliments about how good my legs did look, which made the comments so worthwhile. My overall remembrances of how Halloween kicked started my entry into the world will be…
