Since I was a little boy, the one thing I wanted in life was to be pretty. I've always admired pretty women and how they dress. Perhaps all of us here are like that. I've described the ever-present longing to my wife and others who want to get a better understanding of CDing.
It's a very powerful thing to yearn for something literally every day of your life for decades, and have society say it's off-limits. We hear that such a desire is evil or sick, when you know that your desire is just innocent and pure. My yearning has been so strong it physically hurt, like having a large lump in my throat when you hear about something really sad.
When I even think about what I'm going to wear next, my heart will actually skip a beat and/or it'll take my breath away. I'm not exaggerating at all; it is that exciting and completing for me. It isn't sexual. To put together an outfit along with makeup, jewelry, perfume, and a smile...I can't express how happy that makes me. That happiness I'm finally enjoying is proof to me that my life-long desires were indeed pure.