After all this time, with her moving out in a few weeks followed by a divorce in 6 months....she acknowledges that I'm not pretending to be DID just to mess with her.

Actually, shes being quite helpful since we fems come out at home. She suggested a lgbt hangout to try and make friends. We've been trying on make up and shaping our hair lashes.

She gets I'm like gender dysphoric and trapped and suggested becoming free-er. She thought that I was being "gay", but after a few insistence (and switches in front of her), she accepts my multipleness and that "I" am transgendered. Well, she said if I was fem and I liked girls, then I am gay. True, but it depends on who you talking too. Earlier we had a crush on this cute guy in drive through that just kept grinning at us. Oooohh...

Too little too late. Oh well.

Oh God I need to lose weight. This nitey is cute but the body has all the wrong lines and curves We epilated, so I put on pantyhose to cover the sore skin and high heeled shoes to keep the stockings off the floor. Our rope necklace and bracelet thats silver and black matches the rest of the ensemble...it's sweet. Nobody here pays me no mind anymore about what I wear because I want to be comfortable not wearing an men's army blanket for clothes.

I think we are rubbing off on the men because we got them eating salads for lunch at work everyday and they/we hate fast food. We've lost 12 pounds in a few months. Yaay!