Wednesday, November 24, 2021

Thanks, But

We celebrate Thanksgiving Day tomorrow.

“Traditionally, it is a time to give thanks for the harvest and express gratitude in general,” according to Wikipedia.

No harvest here, so I guess I express “gratitude in general.”

Mom and Pop are deceased, but I know that they are around in a spirit-in-the-sky kind of way, so I want to thank them for raising me and not interfering with my feminine ways when I was growing up.

Maybe they could have been a little more encouraging by buying me some dresses to wear around the house (so I wouldn’t have to borrow my sister’s) and buying me some dolls of my very own (so I wouldn’t have to borrow my sister’s). It probably would have made my sister happy, too; I wouldn’t be borrowing her stuff and she would have had a “sister” to play with.

On the other hand, it could have been a lot worse and they could have forced me to be masculine!

So, thank you Mom and Pop for letting me be me.

(Caveat Emptor: This is an update of a post I wrote for a previous Thanksgiving.)

Source: Rue La La
Wearing Trina Turk

Anna María
Anna María, a Femulate reader shopping in southwestern Ontario.

1 comment:

  1. Leslie LangfordNovember 24, 2021

    Nice sentiments and a fitting tribute, Stana. And realistically speaking, given the times that we both grew up in - that's probably the best outcome that you could have hoped for. My parents were also of old school, hard-nosed northern European origin, and both were scarred in different ways by WWII which they barely managed to survive unscathed. I was an only child, and mine was a typical nose-to-the-grindstone immigrant upbringing where screwing up wasn't an option.

    My parents never knew of my crossdressing and it's something they would never have understood, so I stayed deep in the closet. Way too "out there" of a concept for them to have ever been able to wrap their heads around...