"So, it's not surprising to me that there's a certain amount of resistance to the notion of getting skirted garments accepted on men. This is a big hill to take, and it may not be possible to take it. But, damn all, I'm going to try to make a dent in the impressions -- at least locally -- of those around me. Worst of all are those closest to us -- our significant others. They should know better."
Your statements have struck a chord with me and you're right. Putting on a skirt and walking out the door IS a big step to take, a big hill, even a mountain, even for those of us that are used to the idea. Every time I walk out the door I have that niggling doubt about what I am going to do. Often it takes the form of doubts about whether the particular skirt I am wearing is ok and goes with the rest of the gear. This can cause me to go back, retry some skirts before finally making a selection and continuing out. It doesn't stop me but sixty years of indoctrination, and having it beaten into me that skirts are only for women, still takes some getting over. MOH doesn't realise this and take into account that I do this in spite of her opposition when she should be a loving partner an SUPPORT me. What is hard to take, and is for others too, is that their opposition really and truly hurts and lessens the total, encompassing love and trust within the relationship. MOH and I are not as close as we were and I am saddened at that.
Tonight it is so hot in the bedroom [0] and I woke suddenly at 02:00 my time, gently got up and went for a nice cool, refreshing bike ride, skirted. The cold air around me really made me feel alive. Never saw anybody out and about.
[0] temperature, guys!
I believe in offering every assistance short of actual help but then mainly just want to be left to be myself in all my difference and uniqueness.