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Hi sisters,
Hope you are all doing good. Apologies to everyone who tried to make a connection with me. Life had been pretty surprising and tough for me over the past few months. But over all, I am glad that I am back here.
Coming to the point. I have been reading a lot now-a-days about how there are so many boot-camps for many things. There is a boot camp for weight loss, boot camp for religious studies, boot camp for changing careers, blah blah blah.
That made me start to wonder and realize, are there any boot camps that can help us with connecting to our inner "us". For me, getting into my female clothes often leaves that un-satisfaction sometimes that something is not right - may be the way I am walk, the way I talk or the way I feel settled and connect more with the real "Me". Perhaps, it's my problem, perhaps it's all in my mind alone. But I often wish, there was this boot-camp that would walk us through different stages of life such as wearing your first - prom dress may be, first wedding gown may be. I may be not capturing the idea entirely as such into words here, but if you get what I mean - a place for us to live and experience as girls - wouldn't that be amazing.
So, a question for you. Are there really such boot camps available? I don't really think so, given most of us are still lurking behind the curtains to bring out the real identity outside, but, are they? Just out of curiosity 🙂
Love,
Suma
I like this idea, off to a retreat for a weekend of intense feminism, the drill sergeant beating the garbage pail at 05:00 alright ladies lets go, get your heels on Tootsie, move it move it sweetheart. I could do it.
Well, not quite a boot camp per se, but the first man I knew intimately was very black and white in helping me find who I was and how to be her.
Nowadays, it would be called immersion therapy, I guess. Once we had talked many times and gotten to know what I was seeking, he set the hard rules for me to come and visit him.
In his home. I was Paula, dress, act and behave as a girl would. He never addressed me in my male name, I was never to stand at the toilet, walk with small steps, no boys clothing was allowed in his home except the short walk from the side door to the bedroom that was mine. He absolutely treated my like girl.
I was actually very happy and content with this form of instruction to achieve what I could not do on my own. I told Vincent what I wanted to learn, how I wanted to live and just be me, and he accommodated me. I could never relax and be myself at home, with one eye the clock and always listening for the front door to open.
This type of "boot camp" may not be for everybody, but it worked for me and showed that I could be my real self, with a bit of guidance too.
PaulaF
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I did not even think that this sort of thing is possible. This would be a dream come true for many (especially for me, at least). I am not sure if I can meet my "Vincent" ever, but I am really so happy for you. Thank you so much for sharing your experience 🙂
Ahhhh, you’re looking for Casa Susanna, Suma. I’m afraid we’re about 50 years too late.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casa_Susanna
Clara
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Seriously, way too late 🙁
I suppose we are looking for a 'High heel camp'
The closest I can think of is a dressing service. Some of these offer deportment and other advice and even weekend retreats.
Thanks, but my desire for anything called "boot camp" was ended by an rather gruff older gentleman in a campaign hat in June of 1980. 😀
A finishing school type thing would be nice if I could afford it, but bed drills in a nighty would not be fun, at least that type......lol!
Just keep reaching out for support and advice!
Fredrika
Yes Paula I like to think of it as immersion therapy too. At 19 0r 20 I befriended another drag queen who sublet a part of her apartment to me and she (although 20 yrs older) mentored me in the art of femininity and drag. No fear who came to the door because they were either admirer friends of her or other gay guys mostly into drag. We always used our fem names and dressed to our moods. I Learned the club scene and the life of a guy being a woman. Precious memories and life long friends
I just read "boot camp" and had bad flashbacks... I'm too old for that again!! Can we call it "summer camp", that sounds more fun.
But ya, something like that would be interesting. 🙂
Stevie
