This post was moved from my last thread by the administrators because the old one had gone off topic.
I spent over 40 years of my life, not wanting to be a crossdresser. I would fight the urge to dress until it became unbearable, and then be filled with guilt and shame after I had dressed. I started seeing a counselor about 18 months ago and one of the things she worked on with me is that this was not some terrible thing that I was doing. At first I would crossdress at home with Angie, but going to support groups with other crossdresser helped me see that it was OK to be a crossdresser.
The problem was that as I read posts on the forum, and talked to other crossdressers, I realized that their experience was different than mine. It wasn’t about how the clothes feel, the excitement, or any of the other reasons I was given why people crossdress. Crossdressing didn’t quench the beast. I would have a great time going out dressed en femme, but the next day the urge would still be there, just as strong. In fact, the more I allow myself to be female, the harder it is to live my normal male life. For example, Angie agreed to let me shave my body temporarily, but the thought that I will have to go back to having body hair is unbearable. At first I thought that this was just the pink fog everyone talks about but it has not subsided.
Angie and I have a great relationship, a great family and I have a great life. Except, I am thinking of this when I wake up every morning, when I go to bed every night, and at most times in between. Kaitlyn Michele so eloquently explained in a post titled “A thought about when enough is enough” where she said “Does every single moment of your life feel like its about your gender except when its ‘interrupted’ by the other things in your life?” This is very true for me, except recently the other things in my life are having a harder time interrupting. I don’t remember a day in my life when I didn’t think about my gender, but assumed that the thoughts were related to the urge to crossdress. I now know that the thoughts have nothing to do with the act of crossdressing, but the uncontrollable want and need to be me. Kaitlyn Michele is correct, this is tearing my life apart and I would do anything right now to be a crossdresser.