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I’ve often felt it before I even open the closet. Not fear. Not shame. But something quieter, like a hand on my shoulder whispering, "This will end." Even as I pull on the tights, zip the skirt, or feel the familiar click of heels on the floor, there’s a shadow in the room. A tension. A subtle sadness.
I call it "Ending anxiety".
It’s the stress or emotional weight that comes not at the end of a crossdressing experience, but right at the start, or even before. It’s the awareness that this moment is temporary. That the lipstick will be wiped off, the perfume will fade, and soon I’ll have to put it all away. It’s not just the sadness of taking off the wig, it’s feeling that sadness already, even as you’re putting it on.
Ending anxiety isn’t fear that something will go wrong. And while it shares roots with existential anxiety, it’s something more immediate. It’s the ache of impermanence. The pain of knowing you will have to let go, even as you’re just beginning.
For those who crossdress, especially in private or constrained settings, this emotional undercurrent may even be a constant background hum of "how long do I have?". Whether it’s due to limited time, secrecy, or fear of being discovered, the experience is often bound by limits. These limits don’t just frame the experience, they creep into it, distort it, and sometimes smother the joy altogether. And your mind, trying to protect you, steps in too early and pulls you away before you’ve even had a chance to enjoy the moment.
When ending anxiety gets too loud
The tension may become more than just a passing feeling. It can quietly start shaping behavior in ways that undercut the experience itself. Ending anxiety can lead you to cut corners on the experience, not because you don’t want it, but because the emotional cost feels too high.
"Why put on makeup if I have to take it off in 20 minutes?"
"Why wear the wig if I’m just going to feel sad when I take it off?"
You start to compromise joy in advance to avoid sadness later. But what’s left is a hollowed-out version of the experience. A half-lived moment where self-expression is filtered, diluted, or skipped entirely. You end up feeling disconnected, unsatisfied, and even more disheartened afterward. The pain you were trying to avoid finds you anyway.
At its most intense, ending anxiety could even trigger purging, the emotional, often impulsive act of throwing away clothes, makeup, wigs, and anything else tied to crossdressing. It’s not just about guilt or shame. Sometimes, purging is an attempt to escape the cycle of joy and grief entirely. The mind says, if this keeps hurting, maybe I need to stop doing it altogether. So you purge to end the inner conflict, to "clean the slate," to feel control.
But the desire doesn’t leave. And when it returns, it’s often layered with more complexity - shame about the purge, regret for what was lost, fear of re-entering the cycle. Ending anxiety doesn’t just haunt the moment, it can reshape your entire relationship to crossdressing.
Ending the anxiety
I’ve tried different ways to soften the sharp edge of ending anxiety. These aren’t fixes, but they’ve helped me meet the feeling with more clarity and kindness:
1. Naming it
Simply naming it, "Ah, this is ending anxiety", gives me space to breathe. It’s not weakness. It’s not overthinking. It’s a natural, human response to something beautiful and temporary. When I start rushing or hesitating before dressing, I pause and ask, "What am I actually feeling right now?" The answer is usually, I don’t want it to end. And that’s okay.
2. Mindfulness in the moment
Mindfulness means slowing down and letting yourself be fully present, even in small ways. Instead of racing the clock, I try to slow time internally. The brushstroke of mascara. The tug of fabric. The way earrings feel against my skin. These details become small rituals that allow me to embrace the experience.
3. Creating an ending ritual
An ending ritual helps the experience close gently, instead of crashing into reality. Instead of ripping it all off in a flurry of regret, I try to end with intention. I fold clothes gently. I wipe off makeup slowly. If you keep a journal, write a sentence about what the experience meant, even as simple as "Today, I saw myself". It makes the end feel less like loss and more like closure.
4. Reframing the experience
I remind myself, it ends because it exists. The very impermanence that hurts is also what gives the moment meaning. What begins must end, and that makes it sacred. I tell myself, "This wasn’t lost time. It was lived time." It helps me feel grateful, not robbed.
Final thoughts
Crossdressing isn’t just about appearance. It’s about identity, freedom, intimacy with the self. But like all intimate things, it can carry pain. Ending anxiety doesn’t mean that the experience is broken, it means that it matters. And when something matters, it’s okay to feel a little scared to lose it.
If the thought of losing it hurts, that’s not failure. That’s a sign, that you touched something true. And truth, even when brief, is always worth it.
Did you ever experience ending anxiety? How did you handle it?
Thank you Nora for a wonderfully considered, thoughtful and life affirming post ❤️
great read thank you for sharing!
Thank you Nora. I can relate to this. When I was dressing at home with not intent to go out or no idea when I'd get to do it again I felt this exact same way. What changed for me was starting to go out and joining a CD group where we have scheduled outings. Now I know that this will not be my last time and I already know when my next time is planned. The ending anxiety that I used to feel is completely gone. I am sad when my weekend of dressing and going out comes to an end but I am able to look ahead anticipating my next time out.
An excellent and thought provoking article. How true "How long have I got"! Now that I am back living at home with both my wife and I retired opportunities to dress are few and far between. And of course when my wife goes out and I have the opportunity to dress the question always is "how long have I got". This puts a damper on the thrill and pleasure of dressing fully and presenting as a female often with minimal make up (for obvious reasons!) When I lived away from home and on my own in our apartment dressing and going out did not have limitations. And the frustration of not knowing when I can dress again is quite depressing.
Hello Nora and welcome to this wonderful site. Such a thoughtful introduction.
It is probably understood about the fleeting chances to dress and that anxiety you feel. So many can only enjoy those brief moments, your thoughts on how to slow time and maximise the feelings of the moment to draw out the fullest benefit makes good sense.
To start with anxiety of the fact this is a fleeting moment to end quickly can be seen in another way. As you end the moment feel the happiness of it as it has happened but then turn the frown upside down knowing that it will happen again, the clothes all neatly packed await your return. Remind yourself of the time you dress and mentally 'feel' the clothes and image you create. It hasn't gone away, relive that joy and when it happens again it will be a more joyous event.
Have a lovely time here.
Insightful article , I too used to rush things being stressed that I would be discovered . I have learned to slow down and enjoy . When it is time to put things away I always continue to wear an item of clothing or makeup so that my fem self is always with me .
Jeanette
This is a beautifully written article! I think i speak for all of us here that the worst part of dressing up is taking it all off in the end. I also like to ritualize the end as well, every part of my time as Chloe is sacred, even when she has to go away. It helps be get excited for next time!
Wow Nora - this is a beautifully written (nay, crafted) article. It resonates so much with me, and I'm sure it does with many here.
It often feels like there is little point dressing when it all has to be taken down again in a short time....and you are right, it sometimes feels painful to start, knowing it will end so soon (always too soon)
I had never really stopped to think about why it feels this way, and hadn't named the situation - but you've really made me think differently now....It will certainly change the way I think about the brief times I do get, and how I frame these opportunities in my mind.
I especially liked the idea of an ending ritual, and I do tend to do that when I get a longer opportunity, as I don't want it to end, so I savour it, putting things away carefully, taking my make up off and tidying the whole Jenny persona away slowly (which does come with sadness, I can't deny that) .... I guess there is no harm in doing the same for the brief, often hurried times - just slow it all down and enjoy the ending process too, and factor that into the time available.
Thank you for such sweet enlightenment, you've really given me food for thought here.
Hugs
Jen x
Omg I totally relate to this article! I hate getting out of gurl mode! 😭
Hope one day to attend a CD retreat for a makeover and extended gurl time
Very interesting article. I have experienced the same. For me, I realized that I wasn't being honest with myself as to my true identity as a woman or others for that matter.
I have embarked on medically transitioning with hormones under the guidance of doctors.
I also have a counselor to help me navigate my true self.
I am not completely out, but my wife and some other females know.
Somehow I feel like I opened a Pandora's box of sorts in that I want to fully transition to be " me", but the anxiety of ridicule and being shamed can be extremely overwhelming.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts and insights.
Hugs,
Vanessa
Lovely article and it gets into the different sadness so many of us feel.
For me it's the ending sadness which is the most difficult. After dressing up and looking nice, and for me it's almost always after I've been out.
I take it slow, and usually stay in my lingerie for as long as I can, I put my dress and shoes away, remove my makeup and sometimes just sit for a few minutes. Then I finally start to take my pantyhose or stockings off, bra, breast forms, etc, till I put my boy clothes on once again.
The after effects are sometimes just a deep sadness, other times I'm more euphoric as I've been able to be Amy. That is actually the odd thing, as sometimes I'm sad, sometimes not and I don't understand why.
Then I start looking forward to when I'm able to dress again, and hopefully go out!
Hi Nora, thanks for sharing your well expressed thoughts. Not bad for a Dutch girl...😉Having few occasions to transform into my better self, and usually in some rush, a degree of anxiety always comes into play. These last weeks I dress less for that reason. On the bright side: talking to you ladies is a good alternative way to express my femininity, thank you all for that. x Astrid
Great description what I have gone through time and time again. I like the way you define it, and the feelings that go with it.
Intreasting prospective, Nora!
I've had that feeling after being enfem for four days. It was my very first event last year. The Atlanta Confort Conference. I was so in awe seeing girls like me there.
Then having to go home and be alone with my girly self. Having no girls like me around to hangout with.
This hobby of ours can be a lonely one. With many dry days and nights.
But there's tomorrow!
Fran 🥰