Act Fast...Think Later

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Many times as I was traversing my very long and complicated gender journey, I ran into situations where I needed to act fast and think later. Or, wow, did I really do that?

Perhaps the most impressive example was when I had an ill-advised attempt at wearing water balloons as breast forms. While I loved the feel and bounce of the balloons, deep down I knew the danger I was facing. Someday, I would go too far trying for bigger breasts and one would explode in public. Of course I kept going with the balloons until the possible happened. I had an explosion of water in one of the venues I always went to. When it happened, I needed to act fast and head for the rest room. Fortunately, I made it and there was no other women in the room so I could enter a stall and clean up. Then I was able to make a quick exit from the venue and head home. I don't know what I would have said if anyone had noticed. Maybe I was pregnant and my water broke? 

After the water balloon disaster, I needed to think about what I would do for breast forms which were not as dangerous as water balloons. At the time, silicone breast forms were just becoming popular but were still out of my budget. What happened was a cross dresser acquaintance of mine went on a major purge of his feminine belongings and gifted many items to me. Including a set of breast forms. Since we were basically the same size, the new silicone breast forms worked well and were the proper size. And, most importantly, I didn't have to worry about disasters coming up.

Perhaps you have heard the term "muscle memory" which essentially means you keep repeating an action until it becomes second nature to you. In my earliest days of entering the world as a novice cross dresser or transgender woman, I spent many of my leisure hours attempting to learn how a woman moved and walked. When I did, I am sure I provided many a stranger with a humorous look at my male self trying to move like a woman. In fact, one night when I was in what I thought was a deserted box store, I caught myself being stared at by a guy who suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He was probably a plain clothes security person getting a kick out of seeing me practice. At any rate, I acted fast and left the store and thought later about where I would do my practices. 

Acquiring the basics to present well enough as a woman was difficult for me and required hours of effort and will power. Along the way, I experienced more situations of acting fast and thinking later than I can remember now. I do remember vividly the night when a lesbian friend of mine wanted me to approach another woman at a lesbian mixer we were attending and see if I could get her name. I acted fast and said yes, when in fact I was petrified of being the proverbial "wing person" for another woman. It didn't really matter anyhow because I never got a name. But later, in another venue I got even when I was kissed by another lesbian as my friend sat by herself. 

Maybe acting fast and thinking later just came with the territory of my transgender womanhood. I had always been an impulsive person and nothing really changed except for I had a whole new platform to work with. I think too, when I began keeping company with other women as a transgender woman, my instincts needed to change. I learned quickly how mean other women could be to each other and how difficult it was to watch for passive aggression. Early on, I needed to survive many passive aggressive encounters in the world with other women. 

It was all just a part of the learning process on my gender journey and one I had to face to make it to my dream.