I accidently posted this in the pictures and videos gallery so this will be take 2...
I have always been perfectly content with being an oppertunistic crossdresser. Whether it was for a couple of hours or for a planned day. If I happened to have some time alone i would take full advantage. Friday was one of those days. I had a new wig, new makeup, and a new idea of how I wanted to put it all together. Other than these, nothing was any different than before. I'm not entirely certain what happened but something clicked. For the first time, I felt right, like I was internally balanced and completely "Home" where I belonged. I've never had the desire to take this much further than the occasional oppertunity but at that moment, I didn't want it to end. I wanted it full time. I spent the next day in kind of a euphoric daze which has since become feelings of resentment towards my wife. She knows about my crossdressing but doesn't really seem to want to talk about it, much less witness it. Her biggest fear is progression and I'm afraid to talk to her about this as it may send her into panic mode. I'm at a crossroad and I'm not quite sure what to do or say. From an incredible high to an anxiety ridden low. I guess this is where finding balance comes in.
Melody
I Should add that the thoughts of "full time" have passed, but I still wish I was able to dress more openly and frequently at home.