Hi everyone. Im new here by the way this being my 1st post.
I just have a quick question for everybody after reading one of the other threads. I dont know if this has been raised before in past posts but i wonder what for everyone was the point were they 1st relised they where different and what they think triggered there CDing? Im very interested in what you guys have to say. Because for me. i really can't remember, It seems like its been with me all my life!
thanks guys x x x
I have no idea what triggered it but I wish I knew. One day when I was young 10+/- I tried one of my mom's girdles on. I've been a CDer since that day that is easily 50+ years.
Kath
I remember i was about 8 and my cousin sue used to visit very regular, i dont know how things started but we used to swap clothes. she is the same age as me and as 8 year olds, we were the same size too. We also used to watch each other doing things (as young kids do). from that early age ive\had the desire...38 years ago!!
The earliest memory i have was when i was about 5 years old. I was at my friends house, she went down stairs to get her tea and left me alone in her room for some time. I remember trying on a few of her clothes and things, i had the most amazing rush.
i dont think this was the catalyst though which has made me the way i am today. Im sure its something much deeper into my conscience as to why i am.
I can't honestly say what triggered my crossdressing, I think it started when I tried on a pair of Mum's panties with one of her skirts and it went from there.
Anna x
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While I don't have the foggiest as to what triggered my crossdressing, I can remember dressing up in my mom's clothes and putting on lipstick when I was probably 3 or 4, which are among my earliest memories.Originally Posted by ChantelleCD
I remember opening my mother's closet and working my way in between the dresses hanging in there and thinking that some day, I would have beautiful clothes like that. I had to be maybe 3 or 4 when I did that the first time too.
My mom would occasionally dress me up or put nail polish or lipstick on me when I was a kid, as well as helping me dress as a girl for Halloween at least a couple times. I wonder if her occasional participation contributed to me being transgendered, but I also feel that it is not the cause. She was just encouraging (probably unwittingly) something that was already present in me.
I also remember playing dress-up with the older girl from across the street when she was my babysitter too, as well as some dress-up sessions with girls closer to my age when I was 4 or 5, so I've been dressing for over 50 years now.
I also recall my delight when I reached the point when I wore the same size shoes as my mom, as well as the bitter disappointment when I passed the point of being able to fit in her clothes too.
Carol
I don't think it really matters what triggered my dressing. The earliest remembrance I have is at about age three dressing in my sisters panties, so I guess that would be my trigger. If it had not been that it would have been me dressing in her clothes later, perhaps a month, perhaps a year or more, who knows. I am the way that I am, I am not sure why I am the way that I am but I am comfortable with me the way that I am.
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Jasmine and Donna
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I grew up & played with girls exclusively when I was little. Of course we played girls games & dressup. I got HOOKED when I was 7.
Hi ChantelleCD (amazing avatar, btw),
I recall longing to line up with the girls during some function at school (first grade). During that same time period (age 6), I invited a girl from my classroom (who lived across the street) to play at my (parents') place and I enjoyed playing with her (drawing birds) better than I ever did with my boy pals (playing army). That was a spark, but I cannot at all imagine what triggered my first time dressing (age 11) but, presto mystery, one afternoon the parents were gone and I got into my mother's stuff...
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playing hairdressers with my nan.having her put rollers in my hair and headscarf.that i think triggered it for me.
what started me
i was around five years old and i was in my parents bed and i tried on a pair of my mothers stockings .that was it...
I was 6 or 7 when, one day while playing army with some of the guys, saw a girl in my class dress up her brother. They were in the basement of their house, and I was outside the window hiding from the guys. I was immediately fascinated and wished it was me she's was dressing up.
I didn't have any sisters, but saw her in class everyday in a nice dress, which kept reminding me of that day. For some reason, maybe the style, maybe the age, but I didn't even think about my mother's clothes.
One day, when I was around 10, I think, I was cleaning an area of our basement so my dad could build us boys an exercise/weight room. I came across some things my mom had stored, and these were from her youngerr days. One was a nightie and there was also a white peasant blouse and black skirt.
Maybe it was the thought of dressing enfemme many years before that remained in my memory, maybe it was something else, but all I know is I liked the feel of the nightie and put it on. What a rush that was. The next day I tried the blouse and skirt on. Perfect fit and feel.
I took the items from the box and hid them in my room, and the rest, as they say, is history.
http://crossdressers.com/forums/showthread.php?t=21829
DonnaT
I was about 6 years old. My 4 sisters all use to store their winter clothes and stuff they didn't wear anymore in bags in my bedroom closet. One day, I just started trying things on. It snowballed from there. I don't know what possessed me to do it. I think I was born that way.
dann
In fourth grade a couple of the girls started wearing training bras. I remember I just felt like *I* should be wearing one too. I tried my mom's (of course) bra on around the same time. It just felt so natural and the rest is history.
This goes back as far and as young as i can remeber somewhere around four or five
And seeing girls in a nusury school class that a Church did have for us Back In tTexas in those day the early 50's i think it was something like that.
Anyway my thinking was upon seeing them like this at that very young age before we were all changed and messed up as life does to you later on.
They were mostly so very nice some were kind of a little starange and this intrigued me all the more.
IN those days girls wore such nice cloths mostly dresses 50's style that i wondered even then as to why i was not one off them it made sense to me to be one as it seemed natural to me and i wondered why or what fate had made me male yet again.
Oh Oh!
But then later it was drummed into me that i was male and had to be so.
And it was not until much latr that i did realize that there was female in me just as well
And that i was still suppose to be so
So this did lead finally to my dressing and wanting to be female
After much soul seaching and anger rage ete.
I did finally realize that i was and stil am femlae at least inside if not out
I would still change given the real chance to do so
In the very next life and inbetwwen i will be female yet once again as it should be!.
Jay Suzy!:
I was just pondering this today. A bunch of things crossed my mind:
1. being told in health class that we all start out as female and then choose to be male or female.. I think for many, this warps our minds, some more than others. After being told that, my mind immediately raced into "what if scenarios" like "what would it be like if I WAS born a girl, what clothes would I wear.. what if suddenly I turned into a girl right now, what would my classmates say? what would I look like?"
2. Lack of guidance from parents.. I don't even remember my parents explaining the birds and the bees. I think lack of information can be really bad because our minds start making up answers and start assuming, perhaps even believing in our own answers. Our minds are very impressionable at early ages, and allowing us to answer our own questions can't be a good thing
3. access to media.. although more prevalant today, even as a kid I was exposed to transgender from "current affair" and "donahue", which I think helped warp my mind as well.
4. porn.. that's right, I said it. Having a 4 year old brother, I remember watching my first pr0n (granted secretely from my dad) at about 12 years old. Perhaps seeing images of beautiful women (and their birthday suits) made me somehow desire to be like them? (note how many crossdressers in here have the tendancy to dress a little bit on the ****ty side), makes you wonder.
I think it started for me about 1st grade. This may even sound a little wierd. My mom and another student's mother were going to do a face painting booth at the school fall festival. So the two of us got used as test subjects. The other student was a girl, so I guess it was no big deal to her. But for me it started a love of make-up. At first, I would try to do the clown faces like they were doing for the booth, but over time it evolved to trying to imitate what I saw my mother and sister do with their make-up. I actually did not try on any clothing for several years, but I never stopped loving the way make-up felt and looked. As a result, I am a little backwards in my progression. I know a lot of girls start with the clothes, and work their way up to make-up. I am actually much better at using make-up than I am at picking out and matching clothes. Even my wife tells me that I do my make-up almost perfectly. I guess thats what you get with 25 years of practice.
Michelle-H
I grew up with a couple of sisters. I had an older brother, but he pretty much lived a life apart from me, and would only say mean deragotory things to me for several years. He would always call me stupid and retarded, and he did some pretty awful things to me for the amusement of him and his friends. So I was pretty much bonded to my sisters during childhood. We would often share clothes and play with makeup. I guess that may have added some femininity to my personality. Don't know.
My story is just about identical with yours, Kath. At age 11, I had the need one day to try on one of mom's girdles and a pair of nylons. Once I had the girdle on and the stockings hooked up to the garters on the girdle, I was hooked forever. As time went on & I could buy my own clothes, I then started wearing bras, slips, heels, dresses, etc. and it just grew from there. But the initial trigger was the girdle. For some reason, I had a fascination with girdles for many years before that day --- so the day I wore my first girdle was the culmination of years being fascinated by them. And, like Kath, that day was easily 50 years ago.
Hi Girls, Like all, I started with the curiosity and trying on my Mom's stuff and then it was off to the races ever since. Be that as it may, I read one of Karren's post on another thread and it fits here. She said that she thinks it's because we are hard wired this way. I agree., But I've been thinking that maybe it also has to hormone levels. Don't know if this has been studied, but maybe that's one reason-we have a little more estrogen than other males. Just a thought. Jo Ann hit on something as well when she said in biology class they were told we all start out female. Hell we all have nips don't we? So that might tie a few things together. Tell you what, for me, I don't really care. I am who I am and enjoying, and relishing in the fact! Love and xxx, Lily
I grew up in a small house with my Mom and three older sisters, so all of my youthful influences were of a feminine nature ... I also have a hormonal imbalance called Gynecomastia that caused me to start developing feminine breasts at age 11 ... I was called ugly names and constantly humiliated by the other kids at school because of my breasts ... I couldn't go swimming or be seen without a shirt ... Even my sisters made fun of me if they saw me without a shirt at home ... I started "dressing" at 13 when I decided to "try on" my sisters' bras ... When I saw myself in a mirror wearing my sister Patti's 36B bra, I was hooked, and I just added panties, stockings, skirts, blouses, dresses, and high heel shoes as time went on.
Jeanine
Mine started at the age of 3 or 4, trying on my mums tights out of curiousity. This soon progressed to skirts and makeup (very badly might I add) too. The desire to dress increased throughout my childhood, and I explored it more fully in my teenage years. Now in my 20's I am still hooked.
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Trying on a pair of my big sister's panties when I was 12. The rest is history.
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why thank you!
thanks for everybodys comments on this probably already bored subject.
Just thinking about it I can also remember in my 1st years of school playing dress up, i always wonted to dress as a girl. i think i new at the time it was "wrong" but being young I could get away with it. I also remember using the same im to young to know better trick when going to the book shop and getting my mother to buy me my little pony books instead of boring boys books.
For me i only wish i knew why when I 1st put on female clothing my brain went?? (WOW THIS IS GREAT).
Don't really know either.
But I was informed once that I was an Egyptian Priestess in a prior life. Maybe that had something to do with it. Or maybe it was that fact that I married a Yorkshire lass.
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