Jules and I decided to go to the movies today. It was predicted to be in the 70s and I wasn’t sure what I wanted to wear. Surprise huh? I had purchased this dress awhile back and it has been yelling at me to take it out and wear it. I wasn’t sure though if it was movie appropriate or not, but figured what the heck!
It turned out to be perfect. It was just right for the weather and it is super comfy! I really like the addition of the belt with it. Belts, what amazing tools! They so help to define ones waist. The dress is great without the belt as it is quite tight and helps to accentuate what curves I actually do have. But with the belt, that really just cinches it up against the smallest part of my waist,
We ended up seeing John Wick. It was pretty entertaining. We both like Keanu Reeves and especially enjoy him in shoot-em-up action thrillers. There was lots of shooting and death and mayhem, typical. The story line was such a replayed tired out theme, but oh well, nothing is new and original, everything is borrowed. When that show ended we got tickets for the new Dracula flick. That was also entertaining. It was interesting in hearing the story from Dracula’s point of view. It is interesting how many movies are coming out where the traditional bad guy is now the good guy. Interesting.
Hmm…. I’m a bit drained today. Jules’ effects of her depression reared its head on the day I wore this actually, and I am quite exhausted currently. I always end up as the obvious easy target. I often read others woe’s about how difficult their spouse has it with a transgender partner, and inside I giggle. I don’t mean to be rude, though I know I often am as my opinions are quite upsetting to a good many. But really living with someone who can’t seem to overcome their depression is exhausting and demoralizing.
Especially since I too suffered from depression at one point in my life, but I saw the light and pulled myself out of the depths when there was no one else to rely on. And for any of you that do suffer from depression, I don’t know if this will help you or not, but the key for me was to understand that I had to rely on myself. I had to find an inner strength. A belief in myself. Know that I was there for me and I would never fail myself and I would never leave myself. It has not meant that I would fill myself with false beliefs about who I was. But rather, I would face my reality and if I was not happy with it, only I could change it. And I have worked hard to change who I am so that at the end of the day I can proud of who I am.
Be proud of who you are.
Work hard to be proud.
Put in the hard work to be proud.
Proud of you.
Love you!
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