I'm Hooked, And So Is My Bra
Dictionary.com defines Addiction as - "the state of being enslaved to a habit or practice, or to something that is psychologically or physically habit-forming, to such an extent that its cessation causes serve trauma."
Welcome to the world of a cross dresser. You get that first small sip, and you want a taste. You get a little more of a taste, and you want a mouthful. After a couple of mouthfuls you want dinner! And on it goes.
I'm hard pressed to say whether or not I am suffering from an addiction, or if I have experienced a freedom that I now want to continue. My daily routine keeps me busy enough, and when I'm busy I don't think too much about dressing. But when I do think about it, the urge is pretty strong. But then, of course, there's the eternal struggle -- it usually takes me 45 min to an hour to get ready and presentable, (a large portion of that is just deciding what to wear!) but I may only have 2 hours before I have to get to work (or whatever). So, is it worth the effort?
|This level of "Ka-BOOM" doesn't get thrown together in a minute, ya know!|
Circumstances have worked themselves out that I am able to invite Sarah and Linda over for a home cooked dinner one night this weekend. We will probably stay in, but it still will help satisfy the need/desire for Julie to come out and play. It's those moments - those events - that help me balance the "His and Hers" of my life.
So, here's to Friends Coming Together! It keeps one from Falling Apart.
Stay safe and pretty, Sweeties!