A Hodgepodge Submission By December 2015, I was 52 when the culmination of circumstances throughout my five-year marriage to my second wife led me to a Crossdresser Support Group (CSG). My wife would be the trigger that allowed for me to disentangle my many layers in pursuit of...
As I was driving home from an event yesterday, I had this pull to stop and get some food. I was in drab mode, so it wasn’t a CD issue or concern. It was just an urge that I felt, almost driven in my need to satisfy my random desire. At the same time, I realized that I had plent...
The title is pretty self explanatory, particularly to crossdressers. We have no idea why we do it, how we got to where we are, other than we like it. We like the feelings it brings us, the utterly “right” way we feel when dressed; The Joy. We also experience the downside; the...
Hello, this is my very first post; I just joined the other day. I truly don’t know where I’m going with my crossdressing. I recently turned 65 and am retired, happily too. I must add, healthy and fit as few people take me for my age. I have many interests that keep me...
When I set out to write this article, I first started off with my earliest recollections of crossdressing, but it soon developed into a long story about my crossdressing life. As this was my first article, I asked my dear friend Andrea to take a look. She came back with many sugg...
As I read thru several articles written by the members of the website I realize how much pain so many gals have felt over the years because of their desire to dress in feminine clothing. There are also words of joy, confidence and success by those who have been able to say: ̶...
For much of the last year it has been difficult for me to find time to dress. Life has just gotten in the way. An ever-growing list of family and work responsibilities, on top of all the little time sucks that carve up the day, has made it inconvenient for me to even think about ...
Icarus was a Cross Dresser. Or not. Sarah looks at the obsession with "passing", and what is truly important. Do we actually need to pass?
Does depression define us? Or is it simply a part of who we are? April muses on the aspects of her depression and how it affects her life as a whole.
Who do you see when you look in the mirror, both dressed and in your male persona? This is an interesting question for me. Is being a CD like being in love; are we in some ways blind to the imperfections?
Ladies, accept your other self. The thing is you’re dead for a very long time. Don’t get to 65 and have regrets. As soon as you accept your other self, you will be so much happier.
Who Are We?
, , Community, 67 I heard a newscaster ask one day “Just who are crossdressers we hear about from time to time?” It started me thinking about that very question and the more I thought, the more I decided it might be a good idea to put it down on paper. Here are the results. To start wi...
The part of me that I'd been neglecting... while all the time I really needed to share my life with Brina
Now I originally came to the mall for something else. Acting as humble as possible, and showing extra respect, I now have a few sales girls that recognize me and are honest with what looks good and when to wear an outfit.
Reflections in the Mirror and Realizing My Heartfelt Desire
, , Crossdressing and the Family, Crossdressing Experiences, 47 Winnie experiences a moment of conflict in her life, between the perception of herself and reality. Being unhappy with her reflection in the mirror leads to self improvement, a better balance and positive outlook in her life.
Being able to be you comes down to you,the relationships you have with family, people in your community, and the support you gain from those relationships. Today I enjoy all of that and so much more.
We all struggle to decipher who we are in this world. Sometimes we do not fit into either the boxes that society has set out for us, or the labels laid on us by society or ourselves.
I have to remind myself that "the standard" of beauty that society gives us is the goal, and not something that makes me more or less valuable as a woman.
Acknowledge that like EVERY human being, you are a person of great worth and great promise, and you deserve the chance to find happiness and joy in the world.
I will always hold dear to me that summer, those days we spent together and that gift she gave me of accepting myself for whom I am.
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As the Carousel Turns June 15, 2019 A Hodgepodge Submission By December 2015, I was 52 when the culmination of circumstances throughout my five-year marriage to my second wife led me to a Crossdresser Support Group (CSG). My wife would be the trigger that allowed for me to disentangle my many layers in pursuit of...
