Have you ever experienced a time during your crossdressing where you just stop? If you are like me I usually can’t wait to get home from work and open that closet and pick out some pretty things to wear. The past few days I have arrived home, gone to the closet, and felt nothing. I slowly closed the door, and kept my male clothes on, and got really depressed. Why? I don’t know. Two days went by, still the same result. Did Jesse leave? Did she abandon her life and move on? This has happened only twice in the 17 years I have been crossdressing. I began to get scared that the thrill, the feeling, the female inside me was dying. The more I mulled it over, the worse I felt. I guess the point I’m trying to make is I think sometimes you go as far as you can go in your personal life with your Fem side, and then you hit That Brick Wall as I have. I have all the pretty things I need to dress, have been out in public several times, SO… what’s next?
I guess I will have to wait for that answer. Life has it’s ups and downs, and I guess this just one of those hurdles I must jump over. Thank goodness Jesse has returned in my heart for now, and we will continue the journey.