Hello ladies, my name is Linda.
First of all, I would like to show my appreciation to each and every one of you on CDH for all of your time and experiences you have graciously shared here with us. I read quite a bit on all the subjects on CDH, and I wish I could say I participate more frequently, but I really haven’t. I will try in the future to work on my communications here on CDH.
My situation is rare but not uncommon. I am a middle aged heterosexual male crossdresser, who has been married for 16 years.
My wife is a very open and understanding woman, after all her son is openly gay and early on while dating, she opened up to me about a short lesbian relationship she had years before we met.
My wife should have been clued in a few years into our marriage about my crossdressing, because I wore panties on a very regular basis. I’m not sure if she knew or just ignored it. Yes, you are very correct. I should have had “The Talk” before we tied the knot. One day early on she called me and asked who’s panties were in my laundry. I confessed that they were mine. Nothing else was said. I continued to dress in private and collect my feminine wardrobe. Throughout my years I have purged and yet regained my collection again. To my knowledge she has never found my collection.
Fast forward to three years ago, my wife went on a girl’s vacation with her family. I had finally found a company that makes a women size 17 classic 4-inch-high heel and I had to have a pair of these heels.
I spent much of the week alone in my home dressing and enjoying some “Linda” time. Well it was time for her to come home and I had to clean up. When I first opened the heels I had placed the box next to the living room garbage can and neglected to dispose of it. She came home and while I was helping everyone unpack from our van and reload their cars, my wife found the box and that started a very stressful and terrifying night. I wasn’t sure if we were going to separate. Well we didn’t, thank God.
We had a very long conversation that night, and many of the same questions all of you have had or will have to answer one day to an inquisitive wife or SO who is not aware of your thrill of cross dressing. She came to a conclusion; she doesn’t want to see me dressed or even help with my dressing. At first I was so worried about so many things like, who is going to help me with shopping, makeup, hair styling and walking in heels. Then I realized, it’s not all about me.
I married her for who she is and she married me for who she thought I was, which was a large 6’6″ tall, 350-pound dude. Her protector and her rock.
I really started to think about, what if things were reversed and the sweet, sexy, lovely, girly, feminine wife I married wanted to start taking testosterone and started cross dressing with men’s clothing. In a perfect world I would stay by her side and help her with whatever she/he needed. This would be just as difficult a situation as she has to cope with now with me.
There are so many of us who have heard of the unicorn and in a perfect world we could have it. Ladies I really wish all of you the best of luck in search of the unicorn, but don’t be blinded in your search of the woman that will except you and be your girlfriend and your wife.
In my life, I have my best friend who is the love of my life and someone I would lay down and die for. So what if she doesn’t want to be included in the cross dressing part of my life. We all have certain things in our life that our wives aren’t involved in such as sports, cars, movies, in-laws and more.
What I’m trying to enlighten you about is the fact it’s not all about you. If she knows and doesn’t want to know then don’t tell her. Take a separate vacation and go to a girls social and get all dressed up. Wait until she goes somewhere to dress at home.
For all of the other girls who their wives or SO’s don’t know, that’s a whole other story. Hope my story helps you ladies a little bit.
Thank you girls for reading my article and now I ask you to either comment on my writings in the article or offer up and answer to one or more of my questions below:
- Have you mistakingly left an article or two behind after a cross dressing session later to find your wife holding the femme articles and asking some embarrassing hard to answer questions about the items?
- How did you answer those questions and what was your wife’s reaction and resulting actions if it was the first time she learned of your thrill of cross dressing?
- Why is it, do you think, that so many wives don’t understand our thrill of cross dressing?
Love you girls and I’m so looking forward to your comments to my article or answers to one or more of the questions I’ve posed to you above!,