So many of the messages I receive are from people expressing how they wish they had been born a girl. I am sure that many of you can relate to that. It is the same feeling of regret expressed by many on my therapy couch as well.
Do you know what these feelings of regret do to us? They slowly chip away at our souls until there is nothing left but a hollow shell wearing the mask of a smile to those around us. Take a look at the music video that Johnny Cash made of his cover of the song “Hurt” to see how regrets eat you up from the inside to the point where you can’t see the beauty around you anymore.
Instead of letting ourselves be consumed by our regrets, let’s all relish in the opportunity that we have to express our girly spirit. If you have or have had feelings of regret eat at you, you can be sure that the girl across the table from you or that you meet online has had their own regrets pulling them down.
Let’s all do something today to lift each other up as sisters. Today is an opportunity to express your girly soul in some way. Embrace that opportunity and use your feminine energy to lift someone up. Hugs.
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As long as I can remember, I’ve been infatuated with girls’ clothing. For me, it was as much about shoes as it was anything. But then, it all expanded into the clothing of all varieties. I don’t think I’ve ever regretted these infatuations, which in my opinion, are more deeply involving than a fetish. There has also been this unique feminine spirit about myself—a girly disposition. I don’t regret that either. To be clear, I’m not what some would call camp, limp-wristed, or a swish. That’s not a horrible thing and I sometimes come across that way out of my natural countenance. My feminine spirit is really more of the way I think. Whatever it is, I don’t regret it at all.
So, I’m a boy, a male, a man, masculine in stature. I was born that way. And you know what? I don’t regret that either. I’m satisfied with my bits and the lack of other bits. Sure, I didn’t have any say in that matter, but that’s my feeling and I don’t regret it. And just to be clear, since I have such a high regard for others different than myself, that is in no way to diminish the emotions of a boy or girl (maybe you) who feels they were born the wrong gender. For all of us, I wish that we could thrive in life as our unique selves without regrets. And if there happen to be any regrets, we would have such perseverance about ourselves, that we would not simply survive in regrets, but that we would thrive out of them and beyond them.
I don’t regret that I worked out today in a testosterone-boosting fashion while wearing my overly-girly workout clothes. I don’t regret that I shaved my beard, but then my chest and underarms, and afterward, slathered my body with a fruity-scented lotion. I don’t regret that I’m at work right now (on a break, btw) wearing burgundy panties underneath my ladies’ blue jeans or that my sneakers are deliciously female. I don’t regret that when I return home, I will be busy with a home remodel project, dressed partially in a few women’s items. And I don’t regret that when my wife and I finally settle in for the night, we will most likely watch a cheesy “chick-flick” of my choosing with a glass of red wine in her hand and a whiskey in mine.
No regrets. I was born a boy. I am a boy. I will always be a boy. I am girly by choice. I am feminine by passion. And I am pretty sure that I will always be effeminate in my heart.
Have a fabulous weekend, my girly friends!
CandieHart
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