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I often wear women's shoes in male mode. I've run into a few people I know, but they hardly noticed. I do sometimes venture out full feminine from the neck down, but never ran into anyone I know.
Fear and probability, I sometimes wonder if I will get caught dressed in public someday or will that internal nag force me to come out to friends and family. Either way, my active imagination tries to play out both scenarios.
I'm deeply interested to hear what others have thought about on getting caught vs coming out.
Over the years, the fear of being exposed is a constant we all feel; fortunately, the only time I was caught by an older cousin when I was young. With my SO it became apparent that I could not keep that part of myself hidden any longer.
Got caught by my wife. But she accepted me for who I am. Was so scared that day!!
Getting caught is always a possibility. Years earlier opening up to my wife was a must as getting caught was a matter of time but soon may come the time to come forth to my immediate family. My daughters are slowly circling the wagons , they are becoming more aware of me as changes in my appearance are showing. Suspicious minds are wondering around me and I must prepare for the moment my life will change.
Stephanie 🌹
i wonder if it would be easier to come out to a daughter than a son
Lea I'm with you girlfriend I am scared to death about friends and family finding out more about my dressing up as a woman I have to admit these days I find myself thinking and identifing more and more feminine I wish I had the courage as some of the other girls to come out and be Jasmine and quit hiding maybe someday I will 💋
Me too Lanna. I was the "deer caught in the headlights". We had the talk and her being upset
That I didn't tell her... However Kathy accepted me also for who I am but prefers I don't dress in her presence... So she plays cards two evenings a week so I have an opportunity to dress en femme.
Leonara
Thank you Jasmine. I like how you wrote about someday having the courage to quit hiding. So true.
I too feel like needing to prepare for inevitable change, and sometimes I'm anxious to know what will spark the chain of change events. As the years go by, the change seems closer. I admire those who have had the courage later in life to come out and finally live their life their way.
I've wondered that exact thing about whether it would be different to come out to a son vs daughter. I try to think about how would I feel if my dad told me he was a crossdresser, or a male relative.
We don't need or deserve the feeling of being caught, or even of doing something wrong.
We ain't got nothing to be guilty of... even quoting Barbra Streisand!
Do find the courage if it feels inevitable. Better sooner than later, no matter what your frightened mind will tell you.
No-one is promising it will be easy, or that others will accept outright.
Truly, it's their problem, no matter how much it feels like yours.
Be proud of who you are!
Love Laura
Generally it's not a matter of if you get caught, but when. Coming out simply means that you go through through the ensuing events at a time, and in a manner, of your own choosing.
It's a mix of the two.
I got caught by my mom. Not a good experience.
I told my wife, multiple friends, and a coworker; to various degrees. All know about my panty addiction. Fewer know about Meghan. I'm close to coming out to a few more coworkers and friends in the coming week.
Getting caught? Still a good possibility! I'm a daily pantywearer, and changing into scrubs is *always* risky in the locker room. I have been caught with only a shirt and panties a couple of times, but got lucky in that they weren't paying attention.
Lea hi girl all I think about lately is being Jasmine I treasure my time being her if I ever come out I am pretty sure I will be her full time a girl can dream 💋
Jasmine, at my age, I have been "caught" several times, ranging from 60 years ago by a female friend's brother, to just two weeks ago, by my third (and Best!) wife. Over the many years in between, I have found that the worst thing about hiding is the damage that it does to yourself. It makes us liars and we can even feel like we are criminals hiding something horrible and shameful, which is not the case. The road out of this is acceptance, of course, starting with self-acceptance. We should not believe an imposed and inaccurate narrative that we are two people, perhaps inevitably one struggling against the other. Our feminine side is deeply ingrained in us and from it springs so many good things about ourselves and how we interact with others. We all need to embrace that truth and be thankful -- and proud! -- for what we are. Coming out isn't easy but keeping ourselves locked up is also a recipe for long-term damage. How far to come out -- only with a partner, or with family, friends or co-workers -- depends on our situation, knowing that there will always be some resistance, condemnation or outright rejection. Acceptance, when it does come, is a step-by-step process that takes time and patience from everyone, ourselves included. But it begins with ourselves, our own acceptance -- and celebration -- of who we are. Once we have done that, we must fight for our space in this world. If we don't, we will end up fighting ourselves. And the world will be a sadder place for that. BTW, thanks so much for the kind compliment!