I write this in the midst of trying to sort out several thoughts and emotions. I’m elated to share my news, and yet a little hesitant because I sympathize with so many of you. This isn’t me bragging; I want to share my experience as I am sure that I’m not the only one who’s had a similar experience. I want to provide others the encouragement they might need to talk to their SO’s about their crossdressing.
Like many of you reading this, I started crossdressing at a very young age. I don’t know the exact age, but do know it was pre-puberty. I’m not sure as to exactly why I started, but my best guess is that I found female clothes to be very pretty and wanted to emulate all of the other beautiful girls out there. This went off and on while I grew up until I moved out of my parent’s house. Once I moved out, I did not have any items of my own to wear. When I was dating, I would occasionally sneak around and put on a pair of my girlfriend’s panties, but that was about it in regards to my dressing.
Then I met my wife. The fact that I like to wear women’s clothing never came up while we were dating. It was something I struggled to deal with personally, and I didn’t know how to handle it. I grew up in a small town surrounded by some extremely judgmental people; I wasn’t sure how it would be perceived. However, one night after going out and having a few drinks, I brought her back to my place. I don’t remember exactly how it unfolded, but I remember picking up her dress and her telling me to put it on. That night was some of the best “fun” we’ve had.
I also mentioned to her that I was curious about trying on a bra. Over the course of the following months, I began wearing her panties when in bed together. One day in my dresser, I found that she had put a bra there for me. This later led to both of us wearing lingerie. Even though I was super excited about how this had progressed, and even after purchasing some of my own items, we still hadn’t really discussed the topic thoroughly.
These activities continued after we got married. However, one night while we were at home having some drinks, I’d gotten dressed in a bra, panties, thigh highs and a dress that I had purchased. After having some drinks, I brought up the topic of my desire to wear women’s clothing and shared with her some of my history. This changed things severely in our relationship.
In short, my wife said she was “okay” with it, but asked that I take things slow; to ease her into it as she wasn’t 100% certain she could be on board. In the years following, I received a crazy amount of mixed signals from her. There were times that she would purchase me panties, and times where she seemed unfazed by my dressing while in bed, and times where she seemed very cold and repulsed by the idea. I even went through the phase of telling her that I would stop and never do it again. If you read about crossdressers, you know that this isn’t possible.
Needless to say, my urge to wear feminine clothing never left. I began wearing again, but this time much more secretly, after she went to sleep. I was always nervous about her coming downstairs and catching me. I wasn’t sure how either of us would react. I wanted to talk to her about my crossdressing, but feared that it would lead to divorce and end my marriage to the best person I have ever met. This caused a lot of anxiety, which lead to depression, anger, and other issues.
I knew I was dealing with these things, but I didn’t realize how directly tied to my crossdressing they were. It came to a point where I called a counselor as a last ditch effort, knowing my marriage was failing as a result of all the side-effects. I finally had enough; I was extremely depressed about things and asked my wife if we could talk.
We went for a nice long walk as we like to do when we need to hash things out. We discussed everything, except crossdressing, and I felt much better when we got home. However, I still felt as if I had unfinished business. As we stood in the kitchen, I told her that I needed to talk to her about something else that evening. I didn’t want to talk extensively about it then, due to other people being in the house. With the few short words I gave her, she knew exactly what I wanted to talk about. She immediately gave me some very kind words, reassuring me that she loved me for who I was and was going to support me. What she said brought tears to my eyes. I felt like the weight was starting to lift off of my shoulders.
That night, we talked for about three hours. There were several things I needed to say, to explain, and to ask about. My wife also had her share of things to say and ask. I couldn’t be happier with the result of our conversation. My wife told me that she wants me to be able to feel 100% comfortable with myself and fully supports me wearing feminine clothing. I no longer have to be secretive about it. She is totally acceptable to walking around the corner and seeing me in a dress and heels.
My wife did request that I take things slow, allowing her to get used to some aspects of my crossdressing. We agreed that if she wants to take a step back, she will say something, and I won’t dress at that time. However, she said becoming more passable or even going out together is a possibility down the road. She also agreed to help me find my correct sizes and to shop with me both online and in stores. She currently sells some of her clothes online that she no longer wears. She gave me the okay to go through them and pick out items that I like and want to keep for myself.
I’m still on cloud nine and couldn’t be happier. I can’t believe how much lighter and less burdened I feel. It’s made me realize how much of that anxiety, depression, anger and other issues were directly related to my crossdressing. Now that I’ve had that conversation with my wife, I’m able to be more open about my dressing, and we can talk about it anytime. I can ask her a style question or inquire about something she does while getting ready.
All of those negative side-effects have subsided and are mostly gone. I can’t tell you how many blogs, forums, and posts I read from people who stated that in order for crossdressing to work in a relationship, you must have open communication with your SO. I withheld mine far longer than I should have as I was nervous to bring it up. Now, I wish that I would have brought it up sooner.
I hope this can be another positive story encouraging others to open up and have that communication with their SO.