I have driven from Spain to the UK, with all that entails, stopping for fuel, booking into a hotel, going through passport control and interacting with people all along the way.
i have been out in my local village and shopped. Walked along the strip in Las Vegas and in Washington DC i went as a sightseer to the White House and stopped out for dinner. All while presenting as my female self.
Yet last night, all dressed up I shook with fear at the thought of going out. In the end I poured myself a large gin and tonic and settled down for a night at home. Was it because i had not set myself a goal? Maybe it was because i really had no where to go.
Penny Transgender 