No one is perfect we are only human beings, we stumble, we fall, but the ones that get up and keep going on, that’s the ones that survive in this cruel, unforgiving massive world.
I was asked to sit down and I gracefully sat down and adjusted myself and crossed my left leg over my right leg and controlled my breathing, it was getting easier and I was calming down a tiny bit.
The lady asked me what size are my feet.
I told her that yes my feet are size 8 but I can fit into some ladies size 7 or 6, depends on the style of footwear.
She said what colour of heels would I like to wear, I said jet black without even thinking, my mind was of my true self Samantha, a girl who had been a prisoner in her own body, all her life.