I've spent the last couple hours cataloging each wrinkle on my face. On a completely unrelated note, one of my students referred to an article published in 1988 as "an article from the late 1900s". Welcome to my mental breakdown!
Today I told my sister that I’m a crossdresser. She immediately gave me some of her clothes and we had an allout lady day. I’m so happy I can share this with her now. And I’m incredibly happy that she accept me as her sister❤️