My Journey To Normality (Part 1)

Just got home after staying the weekend with my parents, for my sisters birthday. I actually had a really good night out, honestly nothing bad happened, other then the ridiulous prices the club charged. I wore this stunning playsuit that I've had for a while but never worn out. It showed off the scars on my legs, which was a big deal for me because I've only ever showed the scars on my arm. After a while I realised the fear was stupid because no one really looked at my legs and I was in a dark room most of the time. The people who did notice didn't say anything. I found my old confidence in my appearance and got a lot of compliments. I used to fine with my appearance but then with the weight lose and gain and changing my apperence to feel more comftable in my gender I lost some confidence.  Other than that I have nothing else to say, I'm not gonna make anything negative out of such a great night.