Was remembering something that happened at my daughter's birthday party. We went swimming, and after I had changed into trunks I realized I had to go back out into the public area to get something. Well, I was suddenly struck with a feeling of being indecent, exposed, because I didnt have on a top. Even my daughter commented on it, as if she had expected me to wear one. She sometimes seems to struggle with calling me "Daddy" and sometimes slips and calls me "Mom". Not only that, but yesterday when I went to pick up my ex at a friend of hers' place, the friend was talking about weight loss with me, and sliped up and said something about "us girls", including me among them. The only conclusion I can come to with these moments is that as I intergrate my male and female sides together, my true self becomes more visible to the world at large. Menwhile, I hurt myself at work, and it remains to be seen what is going to come of that. ah, well.