And so, here I am again. Sadness comes unwanted and I'm not happy to be a crossdresser anymore. It seems more like a curse, all this strain and thinkings about going out for a walk in heels and telling my wife or not and were to hide my female things... I'm not positive. In summer I feel better, I have more funny things to do, I'm not into crossdressing (mostly because of hair).
In moments like this, I purged everythings away, years ago. Not this time. Let's wait for the better!
Sorry for this post, I needed to speak out somehow. Thank you