Tonight I went out to see the Durham bulls With my friends from Crossfit Durham. Pretty much all of my favorite people were there.
No one cared that i was flat chested carrying around my drains in a kangaroon papoose pocket. Most everyone I saw was just genuinely happy to see me. I'm not sure I have ever in all my years allowed myself to believe this.
But I did tonight and It felt like a big ole cradle of support.
P.S. I got several hugs tonight (understandably they hugged gingerly). It was weird to feel someone against my new chest. I don't know how to explain it. It was weird, but better I think. I felt closer to them, maybe. They were touching my heart, literally. I think hugs are my new favorite.