Finally
Hi All,
As CeCe Peniston once said "finally its happened to me". Wont be able to get that out of your head for a while now I bet.
What though. Well the bane of my life the matrimonial home has finally sold. Contracts have been exchanged and I move out in 2 weeks to live with my dad in the short term. Oh and I've had an offer accepted on a house so things are finally moving after so many delays.
So the next couple of months will be busy busy and finally I can have my own place to be me. The last couple of weekends has indicated to me how important for my own health mentally and physically that I have to be me.
I absolutely loved the time at Bristol Pride. A full weekend of just being me and being accepted as me no questions asked. Simple things like going to the supermarket just felt natural.
Again this weekend a night out in Manchester in Canal Street with a dear friend. First time down there as Amanda on a Saturday night and again felt so natural to be me. I recall one point sitting in a bar chatting and I just for a moment forgot that I was wearing boots, a dress and lingerie. For that short period I just consciously felt at one with myself. Its difficult to describe but there was no conscious thought of this is me being me, it was more a case of well this is me.
Its been quite an intense few weeks. Its going to get hectic for a while now but in a good way.
There are still a few hurdles to get over notably the last few people to tell. It is never a more true adage that you can choose your friends but you cant choose your family. There are difficulties with those in my family that know not accepting it (aftershave for a present despite not having used it for over 12 mths) and those who dont know and may not be accepting. Perhaps it is me but I would support family more than friends when it comes to a decision like this. Isnt that what families are supposed to do.
However I remain secure in that friends that have been told have been entirely supportive. One more ticked off this weekend and again the reaction was faultless. Why is it so hard for family to be like that? I thought blood was supposed to be thicker than water?
Anyhow still keeping the wardrobe replenished. A Laura Ashley dress, Alexon skirt (bit tight needs adjustment), Marks & Spencer jumper, a pair of vans plus another smart dress that could be work or play. I have said before that my tastes are glam but for work I really do want to look very smart.
And on that point, I really do need a haircut. A fringe is needed to just tidy up the look. Length wise its getting to where I want it so perhaps another 6 months of growth to go?
Still cant manage to do my own nails that well so once I have my own place then i will get someone round to pay a visit.
All in all an eventful 10 days or so. Just now need the divorce signing off and I am free thereafter to be me.
Thanks as always for reading
Amanda
xx
As CeCe Peniston once said "finally its happened to me". Wont be able to get that out of your head for a while now I bet.
What though. Well the bane of my life the matrimonial home has finally sold. Contracts have been exchanged and I move out in 2 weeks to live with my dad in the short term. Oh and I've had an offer accepted on a house so things are finally moving after so many delays.
So the next couple of months will be busy busy and finally I can have my own place to be me. The last couple of weekends has indicated to me how important for my own health mentally and physically that I have to be me.
I absolutely loved the time at Bristol Pride. A full weekend of just being me and being accepted as me no questions asked. Simple things like going to the supermarket just felt natural.
Again this weekend a night out in Manchester in Canal Street with a dear friend. First time down there as Amanda on a Saturday night and again felt so natural to be me. I recall one point sitting in a bar chatting and I just for a moment forgot that I was wearing boots, a dress and lingerie. For that short period I just consciously felt at one with myself. Its difficult to describe but there was no conscious thought of this is me being me, it was more a case of well this is me.
Its been quite an intense few weeks. Its going to get hectic for a while now but in a good way.
There are still a few hurdles to get over notably the last few people to tell. It is never a more true adage that you can choose your friends but you cant choose your family. There are difficulties with those in my family that know not accepting it (aftershave for a present despite not having used it for over 12 mths) and those who dont know and may not be accepting. Perhaps it is me but I would support family more than friends when it comes to a decision like this. Isnt that what families are supposed to do.
However I remain secure in that friends that have been told have been entirely supportive. One more ticked off this weekend and again the reaction was faultless. Why is it so hard for family to be like that? I thought blood was supposed to be thicker than water?
Anyhow still keeping the wardrobe replenished. A Laura Ashley dress, Alexon skirt (bit tight needs adjustment), Marks & Spencer jumper, a pair of vans plus another smart dress that could be work or play. I have said before that my tastes are glam but for work I really do want to look very smart.
And on that point, I really do need a haircut. A fringe is needed to just tidy up the look. Length wise its getting to where I want it so perhaps another 6 months of growth to go?
Still cant manage to do my own nails that well so once I have my own place then i will get someone round to pay a visit.
All in all an eventful 10 days or so. Just now need the divorce signing off and I am free thereafter to be me.
Thanks as always for reading
Amanda
xx
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