There are times I wonder – if Betty and I ever did split up – if I could ever date regular guys again. I’m not sure I could take it, but I’m not sure what would be the hardest to deal with: the male privelege, or fitting myself into the ‘girlfriend’ box again, or just being with someone with only one gender.
But if I didn’t date guys I don’t know who I would date; it’s at times like this it’d be useful to be bisexual. I honestly don’t think I could ever date a crossdresser again because of the slippery slope. I wouldn’t have the first clue how to date women raised female-type women.
Ultimately it’s a damn good thing there is no break-up on our horizon, eh? I’ve been ruined for dating. I used to joke about being Betty-sexual but apparently that was one truth initially said in jest.