Accepting Your Choices

My mother used to think I'd outgrow my girl phase as a child. My father didn't force me to change or try to guide me away from what I was. My sister thought it was the greatest thing I liked girly clothes and wanted to wear outfits that were fashionable. At one point in ****** I realized that I'd rather stay in the shade on a sunny day so I wouldn't tan unevenly meanwhile the boys took off their shirts and played skins and shirts football. All through ****** and after ****** activities I made a choice to do things my own way. I had to deal with bullies from the boys and girls side but it didn't bother me. I just wanted to do things my own way. My parents saw that from an early age, I always had my own style, attitude and comfort in my choices. My sister was my greatest champion in ****** and throughout my entire life. 

Recently after a breakup from a long relationship I found myself wondering what I was doing. Was living as a fulltime CD still what I wanted in my life? Was it a fetish I had or had I been doing it for someone else? After some soul searching and finding myself going home for the holidays I realized that this was me, still is me and I am still living my life how I wanted and was living comfortable. I still loved to shop and shop for outfits that were cute for me. I still wore my long winter jacket and still loved my heels whenever I walked down a long hallway hearing my power walk. I was still as fem as ever and I was still happy with who I was. 

I learned to accept myself as I am. I may not have a relationship any longer but I am still me.