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Well let's see........I have typed up some thoughts to try and get the stages we all go through straight in my head and I probably missed something. Feel free to comment and critique as you wish.
I explored chat yesterday evening and during a break today. Love the girls I have met on chat and reinforced the actuality that we have more in common than just dressing in female clothes.
How we began our journey and actually stumbled and groped around to try and experiment with dressing up and dealing with the guilty feelings of borrowing panties, hose, and even a bra from Mom or a sister. The hidden years where we may have dressed but it was dressing with just a few items, our stash, and might not have been for as long as we would have wanted. Some of us are lucky and the stash is not found. But for those of us who had our stash found, and as we replenish our stash, we begin to think we are possessed by some demon. Our journey takes us through the college/military/early working years where we pushed everything deep down and banished it from our mind where all demons should be kept. To the married and child rearing years where we may have been tempted by our SOs wardrobe and only had snippets of time to dress and realize that the demon was still there lurking and driving us with a need we just do not understand.
Now we enter the period of discovery where we realize we did not have a demon but instead we actually have an angel caressing our love of the frilly satin intimates. There is another time period or two to go and this is where we either flourish or we are harangued by people close to us who do not know what we have been through our whole life. This is acceptance and support or divorce with the pain of trying to find out why and explain but failing as we do not know ......WHY. All of us have not had the experience of this stage and bypassed the possibility of humiliation with long arguments and all of the tears or the love and joy of someone who loves us so much they accept and support us even though their questions and fears are still present. For some of us this is the last stage we will go through because we have realized we can dress with acceptance and even support. With the help for us to grow and become the woman we envision and possibly some hormone therapy to grow breasts and soften our features and skin. This stage presupposes that there is no driving need to actually transition to become a woman but for those who have that need we have the last stage. For some that driving need to become a woman takes their journey beyond hormone therapy and actually have the transformation surgery and maintain hormone therapy to become a woman in everything but reproductive organs.
This is just some of what has gone through my mind after I had the chance to chat with some of the girls here at CDH and read some articles and posts. So my take away from all of the reading and chatting is what I have typed up in the above mess of words and thoughts. I have learned a lot but what I now believe is that we are more alike than we are dissimilar and we are all beautiful women inside and out. Thank you for taking the time to read my monologue. TTFN
Danielle
Danielle....thank you for your story. Yes, it is amazing how similar we all are to each other. I guess that is why we all get along together just great. Look forward to hearing more from you.
Dame Veronica
Beautifully worded, similar yes as we go through our journeys with discoveries to new paths in life. We're here in a common understanding and relate to one another . We are together in our seperate world's all experiencing our femininity . With a demon in our mist only brings us closer.
Beautifully worded, similar yes as we go through our journeys with discoveries to new paths in life. We’re here in a common understanding and relate to one another . We are together in our seperate world’s all experiencing our femininity . With a demon in our mist only brings us closer.
Hi Stephanie,
Thank you so much for your kind words. It didn't take me long to put what I was thinking and feeling into words. Anyway thanks it was something I have been thinking about since I joined CDH and it flowed so easily. TTFN
Danielle
I agree mainly with everything you've said. However, I can't help but think it's incomplete. In the matrix, the French mob boss states that we are all victims of causality. So what we all also have in common is the reason or the why we feel the way we do. I suppose, it is also different yet general with this community. Triggers include but are not limited to molestation, bullying, ptsd or suffer from trauma, prenatal care from our mothers, brain development including thyroid malfunction. I'm sure there are others.
Love your post,
love you all
❤️
P
I agree mainly with everything you’ve said. However, I can’t help but think it’s incomplete. In the matrix, the French mob boss states that we are all victims of causality. So what we all also have in common is the reason or the why we feel the way we do. I suppose, it is also different yet general with this community. Triggers include but are not limited to molestation, bullying, ptsd or suffer from trauma, prenatal care from our mothers, brain development including thyroid malfunction. I’m sure there are others.
Love your post,
love you all
❤️
P
Thank you so much for your lovely comment. I am sure I missed a few things mainly do to these stages were what I went through. If anyone has anything to add please feel free to do so in your comment. This is to learn and put it down to help relieve some of the stress and burden we all carry on a daily basis. TTFN💋👠
Danielle
I began wearing pantyhose with heels and a long shirt that looked like a short dress when I was 4. The heels and pantyhose were way too big, but eventually I grew into then out of them. I began buying my own pantyhose at 13. Then wore pantyhose out in public with shorts and just other guy clothes at 17. That was a big and scary step but no one seemed to notice or react so my nerve improved.
Other then the pantyhose I was just a guy in shorts. My look really was drab and needed improving. I needed shorter shorts. I found girl's shorts to be just what I wanted. Wearing them out with pantyhose was better, showing more leg ,but my shoes were boring. They did nothing to enhance my legs. I loved the look of girl's legs and feet when they wore platform wedge sandals. I had to have those. I went out and got several pairs. I loved them. They were great but it took a while to get the nerve to wear them out with my short shorts and pantyhose among large groups of people.
I liked the look but I looked like a guy above the waist and kind of like a girl below. I also could have used a bit more hip. I went back to an old style. I bought longer and larger shirts that came down lower. Many of them were longer then the length of the shorts. It looked like I was wearing a short dress. I really liked that look. I grew my hair longer. I was showing my legs nice with my short shorts, platform wedge sandals and the long shirt that looked like a short dress when it covered the shorts. I was taking on a more feminine appearance and I liked it. When I was out in this attire I got asked questions about the pantyhose I was buying and was it what I was wearing. My legs looked very nice in them. I was told if I had legs like yours I would be showing them off like you do, and honey, I just wanted to let you know you have a run in your stockings.
Then while waiting on a cashier line one day, waiting to buy a lot of pantyhose, a girl struck up a conversation with me. She seemed confused at first, seemingly thinking I was a girl but realizing I was a guy. She thought I looked sexy and asked what other girl's clothes I wore. I told her what I'm wearing now is it. She was surprised but intrigued.
A couple of months later she thought I should dress as a girl for a Halloween Party. We went out and bought some clothes, shoes makeup and a couple of wigs. We chose what looked like the best and sexiest look. I was nervous wearing that the night of the party especially when I was out in public. All went very well though and I loved it. After that I began dressing like a girl as often as I could.
Many of use seem to go through these periods of growth, reflection, fear and doubt. We wonder what are we doing? Why do i want to do this so much? What if someone finds me out? We push through all that and move forward,
