Why did you do it?

[Andreaxxx420]

I do not have a safe place to dress or store clothes. What I want most is what I cant do often!

[Just4me]

My last time I purged was becouse I was moving with my SO and couldn't get to it to put it on the moving truck without getting caught so I had to just leave it behind I do hope someone enjoyed my boots as much as I did

[Dana44]

I basically purged on every new girlfriend. LOL Well, it was because I did not know how they felt about it. Then did tell a couple of them. But they liked it once LOL. So life is complicated and I finally found one who tolerates it. It's crazy but after my last divorce, she outed me to everybody.

[Robin414]

Great input ladies, thank you! You've collectively saved me at least one $170 visit to my therapist 😃

[Wen4cd]

30+ years dressing and I have yet to purge once. I did keep a 'stash' while in college living in a dorm, but after getting my own place and married to someone who knew what I did, heck I just hang my clothes on hangers and folded neatly in dressers, or else piled in totes. I've got entire rooms of my house devoted to crossdressing stuff.

If I end up hating a garment, I will rid myself of it, but that's not a purge really.

[Julogden]

I purged at the insistence of my wife-to-be, and I've regretted it ever since. The purge included photos that I took of myself dressed up as far back as age 14. The other stuff was replaceable but not the photos.

[Ally 2112]

I mostly did it on my own all the normal reasons that get posted .I never plan on doing it again

[Judy-Somthing]

I almost purged this morning, came pretty close. I thought purging in the moment usually ends in regrets of getting rid of things you enjoy.

The urge to dress hasn't gone I just don't want so to hurt the wife and marriage.

[elliemoss]

great question.....last time i purged is an interesting story

I lost my car
So I lost my job eventually cause I couldnt get to work
Lost my Apt cause I couldnt work
Moved back home
Got a crappy job doing manual labor with a bunch of alpha males which made me feel like crap inside
Decided to give it a go being a ( man )
Dumped everything
Most pathetic/depressing time in my life honestly...

but lesson learned...this isnt going away, i tried to be the dude, hold down a job, have a girl friend, watch football, turns out im too much of a cheerleader inside ...at least I gave it a shot...i had to at least try and see what it was like. Once I decided it wasnt for me I was much happier again. But i went through a few years of torture first. It did make me stronger though.

wow Adriana I can relate to this soooo much. In my early twenties I still didn't really understand my CDing. Got a good job, car, apartment and long term girlfriend. Pink fog would visit every now and then causing a bit of a shopping spree, then hiding my girly stash from my Gfriend then I would inevitably dump my stash. Rinse and repeat for a few years before the end of the relationship, moved cities. I actually bought and dumped my all time favourite piece I have ever owned twice!! It was an expensive designer satin red carpet style gown with a fishtail train. Made me feel so fem and made me feel like a million dollars. Found the first one marked down in a dept store then after a couple of months throw it in the bins below the apartment. I missed it so much and regretted it then magically another one (one size smaller) appeared from a lady on ebay. I won it. I couldn't wait for it to arrive. I had it for about 3 months then gave it to a charity shop with lots of other bits. MADNESS!! Since then I haven't seen it anywhere but I'm confident I'll find one someday and will never get rid of it.

[BettyMorgan]

I've purged twice in my late 30s early 40s. Both times I regretted it. Both times due to guilt and fear and the naive idea that if I just threw away the clothes that it would stop this behavior. OMG, the beautiful things I've tossed in the dumpster. : (

I remember when I was four years old and knowing that I enjoyed the touch of female clothes. This desire started very early and it hasn't gone away but the feelings of isolation, guilt, and self-loathing has ended. Although some days I still wonder if I'm crazy. My very supportive SO reminds me that I'm not.