Shiny
03-31-2009, 09:51 AM
This mostly goes out to those who either work at home, have plenty of free time and or seclusion or are retired.
Aside from all the speculation on the "CD" subject there is another level it seems that I recently found myself experiencing. And it's quite a different sensation, mentally that is.
In being recently retired as well as now living alone I find I have plenty of time to persue other interests, mainly my "hobby." I used to often think about hitting-the-silk while at work or in doing someother activity I wasn't interested in and during my free time at home I often took advantage of the time to explore and develop my CDing activities. I pretty much fit the classic textbook example but in not having to work anymore and in not having to be around people I would rather not be around I find it a very liberating experience.
I initially began dressing more and more completely until I was nearly "living the lifestyle!" I don't go out, I stay at home but it's a strange sensation when you realize you have more women's clothing then mens then realize you're now dressing more often fully as a female than a male!
I guess it's a bit like wanting that favorite milkshake or pizza or hamburger or those favorite fries you like but can't get because the store is in your old college town or somewhere you visited once, but you remember and the thought is often on your mind. But then if you are in the position to get those fries or that burger you sit and eat your fill making sure you have "more than enough" until you are finally, more than satisfied.
I find as of late that this is the case with dressing. There's nobody in my way, I have all the time and seclusion I could ever want or need and I have taken advantage of it to the point that now, the dressing has gone from a once almost momentary pleasure lasting only a few minutes to one that can now last hours, or days or even weeks if I desire!
Is is a balance of the egos or personalities? I'm not sure. But I have come to realize that the articles of clothing, those trappings of femininity have gone from fetish to now being just "clothes!"
I can chose my gender when I dress in the mornings and when I think about what I am wearing I realize that it's just clothes, nothing more. Then as I go about the house cooking and cleaning or reading or watching television or surfing the net it doesn't seem to matter. I'm just wearing clothes.
This strange equalization continues through the day as well. I find I can dust and clean and cook and do most things when in a dress looking like a 1950's housewife but when the going-gets-tough, when there's heavy lifting putting boxes on shelves in the garage or changing oil in the car or frying some greasy chicken or having to really get down and scrub a floor I find it much easier to revert back to blue jeans, T-shirt, baseball cap and tennis shoes!
It's a logical approach I guess but you can't work on the car while wearing chiffon and lifting heavy boxes in 5 inch stiletto heels just doesn't cut it either. I can be in the middle of enjoying an afternoon in full Drag but if something has to be done that I can't do looking like Donna Reed I change back into male drab with little thought. It's just functionality and, it's just clothes.
It's a liberating experience and a quite welcome one. In crossdressing or being able to as much as I could possibly want I find that I don't "want" it that much, or as much as I used to. I don't feel that blind urge anymore and that is a relief!
I find I don't dress as much lately. I'm sure the urge would return as always should I find myself unable to dress when I wanted to but in knowing there's a closet full of dresses nearby I find that seems to be enough these days and I find that it's easier to just do the male drab thing most of the time now.
So is this a "Cure" for crossdressing? No, I don't think it is. But I think it's as close to a cure as there is!
Aside from all the speculation on the "CD" subject there is another level it seems that I recently found myself experiencing. And it's quite a different sensation, mentally that is.
In being recently retired as well as now living alone I find I have plenty of time to persue other interests, mainly my "hobby." I used to often think about hitting-the-silk while at work or in doing someother activity I wasn't interested in and during my free time at home I often took advantage of the time to explore and develop my CDing activities. I pretty much fit the classic textbook example but in not having to work anymore and in not having to be around people I would rather not be around I find it a very liberating experience.
I initially began dressing more and more completely until I was nearly "living the lifestyle!" I don't go out, I stay at home but it's a strange sensation when you realize you have more women's clothing then mens then realize you're now dressing more often fully as a female than a male!
I guess it's a bit like wanting that favorite milkshake or pizza or hamburger or those favorite fries you like but can't get because the store is in your old college town or somewhere you visited once, but you remember and the thought is often on your mind. But then if you are in the position to get those fries or that burger you sit and eat your fill making sure you have "more than enough" until you are finally, more than satisfied.
I find as of late that this is the case with dressing. There's nobody in my way, I have all the time and seclusion I could ever want or need and I have taken advantage of it to the point that now, the dressing has gone from a once almost momentary pleasure lasting only a few minutes to one that can now last hours, or days or even weeks if I desire!
Is is a balance of the egos or personalities? I'm not sure. But I have come to realize that the articles of clothing, those trappings of femininity have gone from fetish to now being just "clothes!"
I can chose my gender when I dress in the mornings and when I think about what I am wearing I realize that it's just clothes, nothing more. Then as I go about the house cooking and cleaning or reading or watching television or surfing the net it doesn't seem to matter. I'm just wearing clothes.
This strange equalization continues through the day as well. I find I can dust and clean and cook and do most things when in a dress looking like a 1950's housewife but when the going-gets-tough, when there's heavy lifting putting boxes on shelves in the garage or changing oil in the car or frying some greasy chicken or having to really get down and scrub a floor I find it much easier to revert back to blue jeans, T-shirt, baseball cap and tennis shoes!
It's a logical approach I guess but you can't work on the car while wearing chiffon and lifting heavy boxes in 5 inch stiletto heels just doesn't cut it either. I can be in the middle of enjoying an afternoon in full Drag but if something has to be done that I can't do looking like Donna Reed I change back into male drab with little thought. It's just functionality and, it's just clothes.
It's a liberating experience and a quite welcome one. In crossdressing or being able to as much as I could possibly want I find that I don't "want" it that much, or as much as I used to. I don't feel that blind urge anymore and that is a relief!
I find I don't dress as much lately. I'm sure the urge would return as always should I find myself unable to dress when I wanted to but in knowing there's a closet full of dresses nearby I find that seems to be enough these days and I find that it's easier to just do the male drab thing most of the time now.
So is this a "Cure" for crossdressing? No, I don't think it is. But I think it's as close to a cure as there is!