Oct 13, 2007 16:25
I did it.
And it wasn't as big of a deal as I thought it would be. They suspected, of course, so there was hardly any surprise showing on their faces. Almost anti-climatic really. And they said wonderful things. They love me, support me and respect me for coming to tell them. I'm amazed.
And then I got some more good news. My dad walked me out to the garage and had me sit on his bike to see if my feet would reach , to see if I could handle its weight. It was so damn comfortable. And it's beautiful. Shiny red and chrome. He said he wants a new one, and just didn't know what to do with he one I was sittng on... hint, hint. Can you believe it? I'm gonna be a real dyke on a bike! He even thought that was funny.
As for me, I'm ecstactic. I feel like this huge burden has been lifted. I feel light, light, light. On the way home, I rolled down the windows, blasted Pat Benetar and let the wind rip through my hair as I belted out lyrics at the top of my lungs.
I wouldn't change me for anything.