I love the “what if’s” in our lives.
being in my 60’s I lived in a era when crossdressing was seen as a sickness, a social disease. Those that dared to come out to the public were not safe from ramifications. Even at a young age I knew to keep it to myself. I had earlier talked with my mother about my feelings and I wanted to be a girl. Of course she shocked but her reply was calm and said god had made me a boy and a boy I shall be. So over the years I kept it to myself, hid my feelings from everyone. But as I grew up my feelings stayed with me. Now looking back I wished I hadn’t of hid my feelings, but explored my feelings more. Still being in that era where many were sent off. It’s hard to say what would have happened. Those that are much younger can now live their life with less fear and more acceptance.
looking at today I could have come out at anytime along my timeline but i chose not to. I kept it to myself. Been married for 42 years and have two wonderful daughters. I do wish, almost everyday, that I could be the women I have hid inside me for my entire life. I dress not for sexual gratification, but for Lisa to be released and for her and me to feel alive. I guess you could say it’s been a battle of duality.
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