I Don’t Care…I Am Proud Of You!

I Don’t Care…I am Proud of You!

I cannot say it enough, because I have doubts about how often you might hear it: I’m proud of you for being a girly boy. 

I don’t care that I don’t know you.  I don’t care if you’re white, black, bronze, skinny, chubby, short or tall.  I don’t care if this girly nature of yours is in the closet or blatantly in the open.  I don’t care if your sense of girliness is more fetish and fantasy than passion and reality.  I don’t care if you plan to transition or if you’re happy to be a male.  I don’t care if you like feminine things that I don’t.  I don’t care if you’re straight, gay, bi, or a wanna-be lesbian.  I don’t care if you’re a weekend crossdresser or a weekday panty wearer.  I don’t care if you look like a hefty lumberjack in a dress or a Greek athlete in a unitard.  I really don’t care. 

What I do care about is that you are a special human being with emotions and character; that you believe that there is something phenomenally wonderful and unique about being a girly boy; that there is a deeply rooted passion for the girliness you keep stored away. What I care about is for you to know that I am so very proud of you for being feminine.  That might not mean much coming from a total stranger, yet I have to say it.  And whatever you do, don’t ever give up.  Especially, don’t give up on you.

Spread the love from your sweet, loving, proud, girly friend.

CandieHart