I just try to relax and not reflexively hide any feminine mannerisms any more. I was aware of this tic many years ago while watching a scene from the 1996 comedy movie “The Birdcage”, the American remake of “La Cage Aux Follies”, when Robin Williams’s character physically “resets” his limp wrist into a more masculine pose before going back into the dining room. I completely recognized that as something I did often even though I had not previously been consciously aware of it.
I used to have to be careful when drinking around friends because I used to tend to unconsciously begin to act effeminate. Now I try to consciously allow myself to walk and move as I naturally want to without affecting a lumbering male pose the way I usually reflexively do.
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