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Hi Roni, I started around age 5-6 I think. I know it was before I started school. I'm well past 65 now, and I went many years between dressing and purging, but the feelings never were far away. I started completely dressing (makeup, wig, lingerie, in my early 20s when I had my own place. I did not go out in public in daylight until last weekend!

Brielle

Hi Roni like Brielle started very young off and on for many years till early 20s when married and came out to wife at 21  been married for 38 years now  and 59 years old  now my heart allways told me i was a girl and ha ha now a woman .. Have never been out dressed just at home until 2022 at Keystone in PA so looking forward to it for a week being Stephanie Like it should have been  to start with ha ha ..

Stephanie Bass

started young into my late teens. Never gave it a thought for 30 years. And suddenly out of the blue.

Experimented starting about 10 or 11…I don’t know, all I know is my moms slips and bras and dresses didn’t fit lol. Started stealing my female cousins dresses panties and training bras for a while there when I was a kid. Fast forward to family life and job-I didn’t do much as far as dressing, only under dressed as much as I could.  got divorced and I fully crossdress when I can.

Hi Roni I started around about 10 years old ,used to dress up in my mums undies ,my sisters ,the girls next door ,the girl across the road used to wear their open bottom girdles .panties ,stockings and slips ,at the time not interested in their bras it wasn't to much later in life in my 30's and had my own collection of lingerie that the bra became a very important part of my dressing and I now have over 30 bras of various styles and colours ,now hate to have to leave them off when cd , but ,weather is getting cooler ,more layers on and more chance to wear my bras and panties all day .loving it and back in my pantyhose as well . Michelle xx

Age 13, when bras suddenly became interesting (socks!). Then a slick nylon zippered housecoat, over the bra, then a skirt suit, all borrowed from my step mother. Thankfully, she never found out - she would have taken great pleasure in telling Dad he'd fathered a sissy.

It wasn't just that it was a turn-on, it was sooo relaxing too. I also felt empowered and in control. It felt right.

Connie

xxx

EDIT I just realised - this is the first time I've shared this with anyone. Go CDH!

I started young; sister's clothes. From an early age I wanted to be a girl because I somehow just "knew" I was. Ah, but I also knew that to express such truth would get me into trouble so I lived with that secret. Dressing helped keep me on keel.

I am now 66, family grown, grandkids and great grandkids. The tension is still there. I happily dress when I am able and use CDH to manage my dysphoria.

Oh how I would like to live without the tension, but oddly enough the idea of giving up the possibility of dressing, let alone dressing itself creates angst. Dressing (and I don't do much at this point in life) and the possibility of dressing are my only connection to the real me, to the woman who I understand I am.

Sigh,

Charlene.

Probably about 8 years old in my mom's dresser drawers

My first time dressed was by my mother for a fancy dress competition when I was about 5 years old. I had no thoughts or inclinations about it but enjoyed it. After that I wanted to wear the clothes and spent time dressing up with my sisters for 'fun'. Then came the secret dressing and wanting to be like the other girls. There was no sexual thrill as I was too young to understand all that. Due to the way things were back in the day I felt I had to hide it. It never went away and I dressed when I could. As things improved with acceptance I came out more.

I am now living, working and playing as a woman almost full time.  There are vestiges of my male where I am crossdressing as a male. In a reversal of things I would dread to be out dressed in male mode and bump into someone who only knows Angela. But then would they immediately suss me out?

A strange juxtaposition.

Hi Roni,

I was a pre-teen when I became obsessed with being a "damsel in distress". I sneaked into my grandmother's things and dressed and played out the scene in my mind.

Hugs, Jillian

Started too in puberty at age 14 putting on my sisters clothes when home alone. It felt so right and natural but hid it from parents. By 21 I was comfortable on my own to step out in public and has been a journey with me all my life with no regrets

Played with moms things and a few times through the years but really got going at 62

At about 6 I wanted to wear my cousins Easter Dresses but don't remember when I actually began dressing but it had to be around 11 or 12. Closeted all my life and purging too many times to count until about 7 yrs ago I came out to the wife. Now I dress daily and have been out in public but not much opportunity to do so in a while. Much more relaxed and happy now since coming out. Life is pretty good.