Not long ago, I had stated that I was going to go on a road trip this Halloween with some friends; at the destination, in an effort to boost self-confidence and exorcise at least a fair portion of anxiety, I was hoping to be in full CD getup. The plan itself has gone belly-up, though I’m still keeping it in the back of my head.
[Yes, there’s a point to this].
Just to see how I would have looked, I put on the clothes I was going to wear there. Nothing really gaudy [or intelligently selected; I would have been frozen the moment I stepped out of the vehicle], just some things I thought looked nice and went well together. At first, I liked what I saw [I actually smiled at a mirror—unthinkable!], but afterward, I noticed a faint gnawing of general concern or something similar tingling in the back of my head. This was unusual, because whenever I put on women’s clothes I feel genuinely positive, maybe happy; negativity seems more easily banished. I’m somewhat hesitant now to crossdress for fear that my pessimism will poison the mindset I attain whenever I do, that I’ll lose that exuberance I normally get.
I understand that each individual has their own reasons for indulging in feminine clothing--Has anybody else ever felt like this? Is there anything I can do to combat it? Or am I being silly and there’s a simple answer that I’m not seeing [which is all too often the case]?