On and off, for a year or so, I got kind of obsessed with cross-dressing. I'm not sure why, really. My current theory is that my testosterone level was really low, due to me essentially not being in control of my own life. Apparently they've done studies, and fans of sports teams experience a drop in testosterone when their teams lose. And I'd been on a bit of a losing streak in life, so to speak, at the height of my own cross-dressing.
That is NOT to disparage anyone who doesn't experience the desire to dress up the same way I do! I'm only speaking for myself here, and I can only speak for my own motivations and desires. But I have personally found that once I felt like I was in control of my own life, my desire to dress up disappeared. And I'm stuck with a whole bunch of clothes that are taking up too much space, and that I don't really care to own.
That not the only possible reason I stopped wanting to dress up though. I've also grown my hair long enough to put into a ponytail, and started dressing a little more hipster-ish, or at least how I see other guys dressing in NYC. And to be fair, that's a little more feminine than I'm used to. But anyway, I'm thinking that perhaps my slightly-more-feminine appearance has been an outlet for the feminine side of my personality, and that's why I no longer want to dress up and play with makeup? I'm actually kind of worried that if I cut my hair, I might get that desire back again. And (no offense) I would really prefer to not to want to dress up. I'm living in a Manhattan apartment, and I barely have room for just my guy clothes.
So, in an act of compromise, I think I'm going to get rid of at least half of these clothes. So, does anyone want a large assortment of size ~12 dresses, size ~10 skirts, size 10-11 women's boots and shoes, and size large for tops and whatever else doesn't have a numerical size? There's even a wig and a steel-boned corset (28-inch waist) in there. And are you able to pick up said collection from upper Manhattan? (Like, 160th St.) If you're embarrassed or whatever, I can just tie a bow around a garbage bag and leave it on the curb at a specific place, date and time. No need to even meet me. I just want to help someone who is currently experiencing the same struggles I formerly was. Send me a message if you're interested.
On the other hand, I've kind of come to the conclusion that, at least for me, dressing up is kind of a dead-end. It just makes me want something that I can't have, and it may be more productive to focus on the things that I want that are obtainable. Of course, pursuit of these other goals isn't necessarily better for my well-being than crossdressing is. I don't know. I'm making it up as I go along. As is everyone.