My wife once asked me if I had the ability to stop dressing. She quickly told me that I didn’t, answered for me.
If I stopped dressing, I know it would make me sad, maybe even bitter towards my wife. I know I would return to it someday. I know I would start a long series of lying.
Because I am a crossdresser. It’s a part of me. Baby, I was born this way.
I also know that my things are too dear to me. I would not be foolish to purge for an experiment in life.
If faced with that choice, I might just fully come out to everyone I know once and for all because this is who I am, this is me. Better than purging years of things I’ve bought, many too difficult to replace.
I would look for an alternative.
I love this question, I finally wrote down my feelings and I feel I know me even more just by going through this exercise.