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Hey girls
I like you all to know where it all started for me and where i am nowe.
The first steps where when i was like 8 years old. I was camping with my parents and my brother somewhere in French. I had my own tent for the first time. 1 night there was a terrible thunderstorm. My tent broke down and everything was soaked. I didnt even whoke up. I just noticed the next morning.
Everything was soaked! My clothes my sleepingbag everything! The only kid my size on the camping was a girl. So my parrents arranged that get some dry clothes from her.
At first i hated it. But after i while i started to like it. When clothes where dry i refused to put my own clothes on. The next day the holiday was over so i needed to give them back. I was real mad.
It is so long ago i dont know exactly what kind of clothes they where. Sorry girls!
I always was the weird kid in school. Got bullied a lot. Mostly because i wasn’t a macho. More feminine different so an easy target. So i always tried real hard to be man. But that doesn’t work.
It made me angry. Real angry! And it gave me headache’s and real anger issues. I came conflict situations. And that brought me a lot of problems.
Cause i didn’t eant be bullied anymore i looked for the cool kids on my new school. I was 12 at that time. The cool kids smoked. So i started smoking.
The cool kids smoked weed so i started smoking weed with them. I became addicted to it and made more and more bad friends. Like they say weed is a gateway drug.
So on one day someone brought some xtc pills. Long story short. I got addicted. At age 16 i was smoking pot on a daily basis. Xtc in the weekends. It went on for a few years.
I stopped xtc when i was 20. And moved away to a small town. Away from my bad friends. Made new ones. In the summer a friend of mine his parrents where away. We slept in that house.
I used his sisters room. It looked like there had been a robbery. Clothes laying everywhere. And i got curious. Put some panties on and a bra. And more and tried a lot of the clothes on.
I started seeking help stopping smoking weed. And it was a hard struggle. But i did it! I slowely became myself more and more.
Also became more feminine. And starting to think i was bisexual. So i got an boyfriend. And i noticed that a relationship with a man wasnt for me.
But i kept feeling feminine. I went on a holiday with an friend of mine. To Ireland. Wo took the ferry from ijmuiden to new castle. We had a nice trip.
When we where on a camping somewhere i went to the toilet. When i walked to the toilet i saw clothing drying. There where some panties drawing my attention. I shook my head and went to the toilet.
When i walked back my attention was drawn to them again. And later on i needed to go again the same thing happened on the way to the toilet and on the way back.
I wanted to shower before bed. So when i walked to the shower i saw the panties again. I think you can gues what happened next.
Yup i stole some panties. (I wunder how many of you are guilty for pantie nickin). After showering i put them on and went to sleep.
When i came back from holiday i started to shop woman clothes. I had a female friend about my size. She knew. I told her what i wanted and she got it for me.
She helped me with make up. But than shame hit me. I felt like a monster that shouldn’t excist. Started to punish myself. I needed to be punished. I needed to feel pain.
It was a real dark time. I met a girl who is nowe my wife. I told her about it when we where getting serious. She dragged me out of that dark place.
Nowe i am dressing again. And she is cool with it. Sometimes my dark thoughts come again. But nowe i have my wife to fight my demons. And i found cdh and all the lovely ladies that make know i am not alone!
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