Frédérique
07-18-2012, 06:23 AM
“Side by side in silence... They pass away the day...
So comfortable, so habitual... And so nothing left to say...” (Robert Smith)
You often read about someone having a “feminine side,” and SHE has to come out from her hiding place if the person is to be truly happy. I guess that, for some, this is a good way to describe a difficult-to-understand concept like the urge to crossdress – “I’m a male, but I have a female side.” Fair enough. I hate to mention society again, but I think the way things are forces us to justify certain yearnings – society creates an atmosphere where a female “side” has to be created, cultivated, and then sent into hiding, especially if you’re a male by birth and not TG by definition...
The way I see it, SHE needs to be protected, for she is very precious, a large part of the psyche that exists in varying degrees in EVERYONE. Many ignore her. I don’t feel I have a female “side,” probably because I know that M and F are mixed thoroughly, and it’s all about varying degrees of visibility. If I’m sitting in a chair watching TV, I cross my legs whether I’m dressed or not, I affect the same mannerisms, speech patterns, and reactions to things whether or not SHE is on display. Dressing up will only change my appearance, perhaps clarifying my sense of “self,” but I’m the same person at all times, same as it ever was...
If I am to believe that I have a male “side,” how come I don’t do traditional male things? Getting back to the previous paragraph, I don’t suddenly revert to MALE for purposes of entertainment. The idea of a “Boy’s night in (or out)” is abhorrent to me, even if I am dressed in the traditional uniform of the drab male. I DON’T have a “man cave,” either. No, my personality has a lot of female in it – crossing the imaginary line from M to F takes no more effort than putting on something more cute and comfortable. That’s just how it is for me, a male with a certain amount of effeminacy in place since day one. The distance between M and F might be greater for you, to the point where “she” exists somewhere over the imaginary horizon...
Continuing this idea of “sides,” do you have a hard side and a soft side? Is this reflected in your version of MtF crossdressing? I grew up on a farm, worked on other farms at the same time, and I was a gravedigger at a cemetery as well. There’s no way to embrace blessed softness when you’re wielding a shovel, is there? These days, I will do manual labor while I’m dressed, somehow turning manly tasks into feminine undertakings (hint!). I need softness in my life, not only via tactile sensation, but via human compassion and tenderness. “Human” is the key word here, for neither M nor F can lay exclusive claim to human feelings. One may be able to (or allowed to) express them, while the other has to keep them inside – the latter may contribute to hardness, and crossdressing can be like an escape hatch at times...
Do you have a rough side and a smooth side? This is similar to hard and soft, but slightly different. If you have an abrasive personality, you are a kind of “rough.” Perhaps crossdressing balances this, introducing not only tactile smoothness, but calmness as well. Unless I’m wrong, one can help the other, or make the other one come about. I’m sure rough needs smooth in the cosmic scheme of things. Of course, some MtF crossdressers may dress up to be rough in some way – I’ve seen it (and read about it) many times on this very site. HE might be highly repressed or stressed out in real life, but when SHE comes out to play he can be someone else. The word “bitch” comes to mind, something I do not aspire to, but to each HIS own...
Do you have a cool side and a warm side? In other words, are you passionate only when you’re dressed up as your favorite emulation of a female? Can you only express emotion IF you’re dressed, or is dressing just a foregone conclusion under the circumstances? I mean, I’m anything but COOL – I’ll cry when I see any display of beauty or emotion, even if I’m wearing my male garb. Sometimes my male "uniform" makes me cry! There’s a cozy fire inside, burning brightly, so it’s only natural that I learned to embrace my WARM side by wearing the “wrong” clothes. In this polarized climate that passes for culture, males must be cool and non-emotional, while only females are allowed to wear their hearts on their sleeves. Anything else is an aberration, and something has to be done about it. I find it curious that a male displaying any emotion is queer, but that’s what we’ve become – it’s a general trend, since females will often need to get COOL to gain respect (and equality) in a male-oriented world. This is worth crying about, I feel...
Do you have a creative “side?” Speaking as an artist, this is impossible. You’re either creative, or you aren’t. Even so, creativity depends on the situation at hand – personally, I think MtF crossdressing is a highly creative enterprise, existing (as it does) in every variation from submerged/subsumed to “I don’t care WHAT they think!” You’ve worked hard, using ingenuity, to let HER out, for whatever reason, which means you’ve liberated your “self” in some way, either big or small. It takes creativity and persistence to make something happen, especially when everyone you meet doesn’t want you to do that – out of necessity you create another “side” of yourself. As far as I’m concerned, it’s YOU no matter how you’re dressed – you can play roles, you can act the part, you can dream about being a girl or woman, but it’s still you. Why not just hug your “self” tightly and don’t let go? She is with you anyway, so why not do the right thing?
What do you have to say about this notion of having two “sides?” :thinking:
PS – I have a “participating” side and a “lurker” (stealth) side on this site... :battingeyelashes:
So comfortable, so habitual... And so nothing left to say...” (Robert Smith)
You often read about someone having a “feminine side,” and SHE has to come out from her hiding place if the person is to be truly happy. I guess that, for some, this is a good way to describe a difficult-to-understand concept like the urge to crossdress – “I’m a male, but I have a female side.” Fair enough. I hate to mention society again, but I think the way things are forces us to justify certain yearnings – society creates an atmosphere where a female “side” has to be created, cultivated, and then sent into hiding, especially if you’re a male by birth and not TG by definition...
The way I see it, SHE needs to be protected, for she is very precious, a large part of the psyche that exists in varying degrees in EVERYONE. Many ignore her. I don’t feel I have a female “side,” probably because I know that M and F are mixed thoroughly, and it’s all about varying degrees of visibility. If I’m sitting in a chair watching TV, I cross my legs whether I’m dressed or not, I affect the same mannerisms, speech patterns, and reactions to things whether or not SHE is on display. Dressing up will only change my appearance, perhaps clarifying my sense of “self,” but I’m the same person at all times, same as it ever was...
If I am to believe that I have a male “side,” how come I don’t do traditional male things? Getting back to the previous paragraph, I don’t suddenly revert to MALE for purposes of entertainment. The idea of a “Boy’s night in (or out)” is abhorrent to me, even if I am dressed in the traditional uniform of the drab male. I DON’T have a “man cave,” either. No, my personality has a lot of female in it – crossing the imaginary line from M to F takes no more effort than putting on something more cute and comfortable. That’s just how it is for me, a male with a certain amount of effeminacy in place since day one. The distance between M and F might be greater for you, to the point where “she” exists somewhere over the imaginary horizon...
Continuing this idea of “sides,” do you have a hard side and a soft side? Is this reflected in your version of MtF crossdressing? I grew up on a farm, worked on other farms at the same time, and I was a gravedigger at a cemetery as well. There’s no way to embrace blessed softness when you’re wielding a shovel, is there? These days, I will do manual labor while I’m dressed, somehow turning manly tasks into feminine undertakings (hint!). I need softness in my life, not only via tactile sensation, but via human compassion and tenderness. “Human” is the key word here, for neither M nor F can lay exclusive claim to human feelings. One may be able to (or allowed to) express them, while the other has to keep them inside – the latter may contribute to hardness, and crossdressing can be like an escape hatch at times...
Do you have a rough side and a smooth side? This is similar to hard and soft, but slightly different. If you have an abrasive personality, you are a kind of “rough.” Perhaps crossdressing balances this, introducing not only tactile smoothness, but calmness as well. Unless I’m wrong, one can help the other, or make the other one come about. I’m sure rough needs smooth in the cosmic scheme of things. Of course, some MtF crossdressers may dress up to be rough in some way – I’ve seen it (and read about it) many times on this very site. HE might be highly repressed or stressed out in real life, but when SHE comes out to play he can be someone else. The word “bitch” comes to mind, something I do not aspire to, but to each HIS own...
Do you have a cool side and a warm side? In other words, are you passionate only when you’re dressed up as your favorite emulation of a female? Can you only express emotion IF you’re dressed, or is dressing just a foregone conclusion under the circumstances? I mean, I’m anything but COOL – I’ll cry when I see any display of beauty or emotion, even if I’m wearing my male garb. Sometimes my male "uniform" makes me cry! There’s a cozy fire inside, burning brightly, so it’s only natural that I learned to embrace my WARM side by wearing the “wrong” clothes. In this polarized climate that passes for culture, males must be cool and non-emotional, while only females are allowed to wear their hearts on their sleeves. Anything else is an aberration, and something has to be done about it. I find it curious that a male displaying any emotion is queer, but that’s what we’ve become – it’s a general trend, since females will often need to get COOL to gain respect (and equality) in a male-oriented world. This is worth crying about, I feel...
Do you have a creative “side?” Speaking as an artist, this is impossible. You’re either creative, or you aren’t. Even so, creativity depends on the situation at hand – personally, I think MtF crossdressing is a highly creative enterprise, existing (as it does) in every variation from submerged/subsumed to “I don’t care WHAT they think!” You’ve worked hard, using ingenuity, to let HER out, for whatever reason, which means you’ve liberated your “self” in some way, either big or small. It takes creativity and persistence to make something happen, especially when everyone you meet doesn’t want you to do that – out of necessity you create another “side” of yourself. As far as I’m concerned, it’s YOU no matter how you’re dressed – you can play roles, you can act the part, you can dream about being a girl or woman, but it’s still you. Why not just hug your “self” tightly and don’t let go? She is with you anyway, so why not do the right thing?
What do you have to say about this notion of having two “sides?” :thinking:
PS – I have a “participating” side and a “lurker” (stealth) side on this site... :battingeyelashes: