Loving silks, satins, and other pretty feminine things seems to have been with me all of my life. Today I suddenly got to wondering where it all started and that’s when I realised that Chloe was already with me a long time before she owned a name.
Looking back, I suppose the reason that she stayed hidden for so long was because she knew that people wouldn’t understand her, after all, the world of my childhood was far less tolerant and open to people like her than it is today.
Up until now, I have managed to fulfil the role that society, my parents, and my piers reinforced into me as I grew up. Acting as they expected me to only experiencing my inner woman in secret, in furtive snatches that were grabbed whenever the opportunity arose.
lately however, the ghost of the past have started coming back to haunt me as I remember my suppressed behaviours and attitudes as a child. Also, writing this blog and interacting with so many others on social media has caused things to click and long buried yearnings have resurfaced with an almost ferocious passion and desire. I don’t know what the future holds for Chloe, but I do know that so many of you who follow me here and on social media have played a much bigger part in bringing her alive than you will ever imagine.