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 suggestions on how I could make my good article into a great one. So rather than share my not very interesting CD life story I’ve decided to focus on one little part; the story of how joining Crossdresser Heaven last year not only changed who I am, but gave Stephanie life.
I’ve been dressing on and off for over 40 years; I’m 56, but instead of the urges to dress diminishing, they’ve actually increased over the last few years. What else has changed is in how I dress. I use to be satisfied by grabbing a couple of hours, but now when I dress, I need a whole day. Last March, following such a day, which had gone quite well, I did a bit of surfing and came across the Crossdresser Heaven website. I read many of the fascinating articles and looked at some of the lovely pictures. It got me thinking that I could join some day. Over the next few months, CDH became my favourite site. I devoured the stories and dipped my toes into many of the forums. What I quickly realised was that this site was indeed a heaven; I could sense the warmth and kindness permeating throughout the site. There were so many girls seeking advice and even more offering their support, solutions, and encouragement. I knew instinctively that CDH was going to be my new home, a place where I could safely escape to, and a place where I could be my other self.
But who was I? In all these years of dressing, I hadn’t thought of myself as anything other than a guy who enjoyed dressing as a woman now and then, but since finding CDH, I knew deep down that this wasn’t the case. There was something else, someone else inside of me who wanted desperately to be set free. I decided to join CDH; I went to the registration page and hit my first challenge! I needed to provide a name and email address; I didn’t have either! It took me three days to decide on my femme name. I thought it would be simple, but soon realised that the name needed to fit my feminine personality. It had to match who I was both on the outside and inside. I decided on Stephanie; just saying the name sent goosebumps all over me. That’s how I knew it was defiantly the right choice. Now that I had my name, I quickly set up Stephanie’s new email account, and within minutes, I was a registered member with CDH. What I hadn’t bargained for was the sudden realisation that something akin to an internal earthquake had just happened. My feminine self had taken on a true identity; she was real, she was living and breathing, she had a personality, she had a name, and she was me! She is Stephanie.
I can’t stress enough that joining Crossdresser Heaven has changed my (our) lives; it has literally given me a new lease of life. I really can’t put into words the huge impact joining CDH has had on us. Up to this point, no one else has any idea that I crossdress and identify as Stephanie. I’m able to chat to other girls, share my thoughts and dreams, my worries or concerns, I can talk about everything and anything, and I can have a laugh or even cry.
THANK YOU Crossdresser Heaven for helping bring Stephanie out and into this world and also for helping me realise who I truly am. The first steps for Stephanie have been fantastic. I’m looking forward to taking further, bigger steps.
A big thank you to all my new friends, especially Andrea for all her kind help and support.
Love and hugs,
More Articles by Stephanie AstonView all articles by Stephanie Aston
Latest posts by Stephanie Aston (see all)
- Standing By The Open Door And Ready To Step Right Out! - February 15, 2020
- Thank You Crossdresser Heaven - March 4, 2019