When Rose became Rose

My first time in women’s clothes came to me at the age of five. I didn’t know how fortunate I would be to experience such a thrilling moment at such a developmental time for me. My sister who was seven at the time brought me into her room and opened her closet. I remember I had black and white horizontal leggings on with a denim skirt on over it, then I had a cute white shirt on. I was embarrassed but at the same time I had never felt this fuzzyness going on in my chest. I became addicted to this feeling and would constantly be trying to put myself in a situation where my sister, a friends sister, or anyone would dress me up. I remember I would always hit in our shoe room and wear my moms boots or hold her handbag. I never knew what this would mean.

In middle school, when my parents would trust me with the house alone when they would go out, I would find myself in my mother’s closet. I loved running my hands through her hanging clothes. First, I would always find my favorite pair of her panties, which was a pink g-string with a little pompom on the butt that my dad got her for Easter one year. I’d but that on and look at myself thinking that I looked good. Next I’d put on a black bra, followed usually by a black skirt. At this age I didn’t have a clue about fashion so next I’d put on a pink sleeveless golf top. Next came my favorite part, picking the jewelry. I discovered that I loved women’s watches (still do). I would wear a gold watch, gold bracelets, and a gold necklace. Then the moment I will never forget was the first time I looked in a mirror all dressed up how I wanted to be. I was mesmerized. I felt so comfortable and relaxed, I remember my face was just glowing with how comfortable and natural I was. I just looked at myself touching the necklace for what seemed like hours.

Today I am 20 years old and I don’t know what I am. Am I gay? Am I straight? Crossdresser or transgender? I told myself I was gay but I still didn’t feel right. I told myself that I was none of the above, yet I kept coming back to dressing.

Makeup Magic

So I started going online and creating profiles to chat with others about crossdressing and ultimately found myself on a porn site talking to men who were interested in girls like myself. I would get such a rush from it that I now know what I am. But before I tell you that, I need to tell you how I discovered my new identity.

I was talking to a man, and I brought up names and he suggested Ruby, because I love jewelry and diamonds make jewelry twinkle. So I took on that name and I still felt a little off. I was in another chat with a guy and told him that I’m Ruby so we talked for a but, then he mistakenly called me Rose. And that was it. Rose is my name.

So hello world, my name is Rose and I’m not gay, I’m a transgender who is attracted to men!



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Hello, I am Rose Strayed. I am 20 am a closet crossdresser without much experience. I like to keep up to date in the fashion world with my dressing desires. I love love love all jewelry especially wearing watches. I want to be a feminized woman. Once dressed, I feel like the beautiful woman I was meant to be. I want a husband and a man to provide for me and please. I've never been with a man, but when Rose comes out, that's all she wants.

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  1. Roxanne Lanyon 4 days ago

    Rose, my Rose,
    I sincerely relate to your post. When I am in feminine attire, it is like something creeps from the articles of clothing and goes into my heart. I am a girl! And I feel ever so wonderful! Yes, I could easily become a wife to a sweet man. I am Roxanne. My stockings, my jewelry, my hair, my make-up, it all screams, “Look at me!”. I AM a woman, and I want a man!”
    Rose, my soul throbs with feminine passion, girly desire, sweet reflections, and my world becomes ok again. I feel sweet, caring, loving, wanting to be Roxanne, with love in my heart. Lord, Rose, what happened to me when I slipped that pretty skirt on? What will happen to me. What will I find, and will I be able to handle it, be the person I was truly meant to be?
    Please, oh please, help me!
    Roxanne, and her feminine Soul

  2. Tamera Lynn 1 year ago

    I thoroughly enjoyed your post, Rose, and sincerely hope that [Rose] finds the man of her dreams–and the one who is deserving of her! Love to you, Tamera

  3. Robin Twain 2 years ago

    Rose and Simone Thank You so much for your observations. It helps others too you know, At 53 I finally decided I was bi and I’m not saying I’m sorry. When I was 20 Rose I had some God awful experiences mixing Robin with alcohol (alot of alcohol) but through those experiences 35 years ago there were some enjoyable experiences with guys, and at 53 I can say “great”. I’m married with three kids, and only accepting Robin have I accepted my past. I tell my kids (who are 18,22 and 26) to have sex, but don’t include booze and/or drugs. If it’s going to happen be under control of your senses and enjoy it. Thanks again Rose.

  4. stacey s 2 years ago

    Thank you Rose and all the others with there comments and little replies also I have been a crossdresser for many years now since I am alone and enjoy the company of mostly men who are gentlemen and women who understand me But I must say I enjoy the company of a man more and I am gay and found out that through many years of therapy. Most do not know this in my family either and when the time is right they will know. I can go further but realizing this is also family related site i will not. God Bless all you for your stories and post.

  5. lorrain 2 years ago

    hi rose loved your storey love dressing find hard to lave the house i would like to travel were i would not be known good luck

  6. Rosaliy Lynne 2 years ago

    thank you for sharing how Rose came to be Rose.
    I love the story. I had a somewhat similar start with clothes except
    that I didn’t have access to my sister’s clothes. I was in high school and had to get my clothes other ways. Being dressed as a girl felt right and even looked right. Today I am the lovely trans woman I discovered back then. My marriages didn’t work out but I am ok with that now. I am lucky though that my gf is also my bf.

  7. Jessica Hiver 2 years ago

    Hi, Rose. Thank you for your honesty! I know the fuzzy feeling in the chest moment. What a lovely description. Best to you. Jess

  8. *skippy1965(Cynthia) 2 years ago

    Thanks you so much for sharing our story! As someone who had thought for years that they were only A CD, the discovery recently that I have TG feelings as well is both terrifying and exciting. Terrifying because of he many potentially life changing decisions/events that may be coming but exciting in that I may finally be discovering who I am at age 51. I still am not certain where my life will lead but I am going to enjoy the journey and try to be who I truly am-no matter who that turns out to be!


  9. Simone 2 years ago

    Rose, I found this a very sweet story, and I hope it will have a happy ending for you someday. I have shared your confusion for many years and still do. I seem to see-saw back and forth between being attracted to men and being repulsed by them. I love women, but don’t seem to be attracted to them sexually anymore. I try not to think in society’s labels anymore– LGBT, straight– and just think I have my own unique sexuality. Actually I think everyone does. They might not be brave enough to explore it. All the best on your journey of discovery.

  10. Jennifergordon 2 years ago

    Hi Mackenzie! Yes it is very hard to understand the whole thing. I have fought it for years to no avail. I finally realized I had to accept it. You are not alone. We are special believe me. Contact me anytime sweetie! Luv ya.

  11. Claire Renee Howard 2 years ago

    I so identify. When I was your age over 40 years ago it was very difficult to find information and I was decades figuring out the difference between being gay and being transgender.

  12. MacKenzie Alexandra 2 years ago

    Thanx for sharing your journey to date. I can understand how difficult it can be to make sense of such feelings. I have struggled with my feelings about who I am for almost twenty years. Though the support of my wife, I am finally beginning to get a handle on them, but I am far from saying that I have a clear comprehension.

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