"Oh! Hi Julie!" she seemed pleased to see me. I had sent her an e-mail to "warn" her that I was coming but she didn't see it yet. It didn't matter, she seemed perfectly at ease.
I told her I thought I was different dressed and maybe that might come out in the session and it could help her help me. She smiled when I said that. When dressed I don't carry all that emotional turmoil, things like how society sucks, why can't I do this without everybody getting all uptight, etc, etc. So maybe we could tap into another side of me or into a deeper side of me.
We talked for a while about the past several days and how my wife was so great last Friday and it seemed to be lasting, I hoped forever (wrong dude, she flipped back yesterday). Then she asked me if I was Julie or Jim. WOW! That question hit me like a ton of bricks! I started to cry. "I'm Julie" I told her. I knew it then, I don't want to have to live two lives.
I talked and talked until he end of the session, mostly about life as Julie. When it was over I asked if she saw any difference and she said definitely yes. "You're more real. There's no bull@hit" I knew she was right. Jim's a bull@hitter.
What a revalation.
I'm still dressed now. Funny thing is I don't feel like posing for pictures and putting them on the internet and changing and doing that again and again. I just want to go to the gas station, put some gas in my car and get a 44 oz Coke. But I have to consider the family. I don't want them to suffer any reprecussions from that so I won't.