The first time I was referred to as "She".....
In writing these pages, so many memories start coming back to me. I remember the first time I was referred to as a "She" and was accepted at face value was when I was out for one of my many evening drives in the mid 80's.
I was dressed in a red top, black leather mini skirt, black stockings, garter belt, and stiletto heels. I had on my long curly wig, and was enjoying the night air. I parked on Main St., near a fancy restaurant, and was sitting in my car doing some writing and was looking downward as people walked past on the sidewalk.
I hadn't noticed as two couples approached my car from either side. The girls walked up to the driver's door of my car and commented to the guys they were with "Is she OK?". I remember those words like they were this afternoon and just froze when they were said. The guys made some comment about me writing or just doing something in the car and they all walked off without talking to me. I guess they thought I was in some sort of distress and wanted to help.
I remember being both excited that I had been thought of as a girl, but more because I was also very scared that I had almost been confronted when dressed en fem.
Now that I am reflecting on the many experiences I've had in my life when crossdressed, that was really the first time anyone accepted me as a female, even if it was for a few seconds. Because of my guilty feelings at the time about my dressing, I failed to read the message in that experience that it was OK to be myself and that people could accept me as I am. Lessons that I really only started learning in the fall of 2000.
Thanks for reading my story,
Sabrina
E-mail me at sabrina_markes@masquerade.ca
Member of the Winnipeg support group - "Masquerade"