A few weeks ago, you posted an article from a gurl commenting on the different times that we have to deal with our emotions, and thoughts related to crossdressing. She highlighted the way we feel before we do it, when we are doing it, and after we do it. I have been meaning to respond to that posting, but this is the first time that I have had a chance to do so. Over the years I have been to the old Karlalyn’s Oasis, at a variety of locations. I have also been to CDI in Manhattan, as well as some private parties. One thing in common with all of these places is that I was able to go there in street clothes, get dressed with other gurls, enjoy the festivities, and then change back into my street clothes. The one thing that I have noticed, more than anything else, is the sadness that I see in the faces of the other gurls, as they go back to their male persona. There have been many articles here from many gurls, with the pros and cons of outing ourselves to our family members, with the manin consensus of opinion being that we are better off keeping our secret to ourselves. I too have only shared my secret with a select few people. However, when I see the faces of the other gurls, as they transition back, I know that we would all be much happier, if we were all more accepted by society in general, did not have to hide that side of our lives, and were able to express it more freely, openly, and more often.Thanks Michelle.