It’s amazing to me how quickly my time away from boymode has become my favorite time. Its my preferred new normal. Going back to boymode for work or social situations feels like putting on a mask that weighs a million pounds. It’s exhausting.

Also, this weekend I discovered the dysphoria fighting powers of baggy overalls. Since it was nice out, my husband wanted my help with a bunch of spring cleaning and outdoor chores. I was dreading it because the weekends are my time, and I don’t have anything to wear for that kind of stuff. And I definitely don’t want to have that conversation with my neighbors yet.

So as I was getting dressed, I noticed my old baggy overalls. Imagine how pleased I was to find out that my brain doesn’t gender overalls at all. So those and a cute tee shirt had me feeling great all day. I’m going to have to get a nicer pair to work into my regular going out and doing things clothes.