Gillian Gigs
06-01-2017, 05:50 PM
I have stepped into retirement, and now have time to do many of the things on my 'bucket list'. One of them was to see a therapist and hopefully to get help in finding some answers to my questions of why. I believe that I have found a good one. She has excellent experience and has a back ground in gender issues. My two biggest questions are;
1. Why would a Dad who valued being a man's man so much, and wanted his son to be one also, punish him (me) by putting him into panties and girls clothes?
The best answer I ever came up with on my own was because shame is a strong force, and he wanted to drive me away from being a mamma's boy. Dah, he was never around, and when he was he wasn't involved with the family. All I had around me was a mother and two much older sisters. Short of getting an answer directly from some one who is dead, one can only speculate now. One of the thoughts was that he saw a softer gentler side in me that he considered feminine. He was a very black and white kind of guy, austere about sums it up.
2. This one is the bigger question, why would a boy who was punished in this way start to wear his mothers lingerie at age 12? This was before sexual thoughts entered the picture. I had thought it was me remembering the feel of the clothes from the punishment, and there was then something in it that drew me back to it. The Therapist said that to find the answer to that question I had to ask myself, what need did I have that needed to be filled in my life. It obviously filled a need, as I kept dressing up. It could also have been an unconscious rebellion against what my Dad stood for. As in me standing up for what I was, or wanted to be.
My first ejaculation while in lingerie at age 14 left me both excited and terror stricken at the same time. In the days of my youth there was little information about sex for a kid to read, so what had happened to me? At the time I was as ignorant as is possible on the subject. You learned what I could by listening to other boys, and that is where I learned about what they called 'jacking off ' a couple of months later. The shame issue continued to rear its ugly head. One didn't brag about my kind of quirk, so after many years of this, the ruts and there walls got deeper and deeper.
The Therapist said that our culture has bound and confined men into roles, clothes, and choices that have hurt them and our society, both men and women have suffered because of it. She wants me to not only accept myself, but embrace who I am, even to the point of going out in public in the way I choose to dress. I might not be there at this time, but I have a lot of food for thought. For the record, she asked about how I would go out, I told her, a camisole, panties, guy shirt, skirt, pantyhose, with a comfortable pair of walking shoes. She knows that I go for a walk every day.
Well let's see what the next session brings, She is getting me to think about this in different ways, and that is what I was looking for.
1. Why would a Dad who valued being a man's man so much, and wanted his son to be one also, punish him (me) by putting him into panties and girls clothes?
The best answer I ever came up with on my own was because shame is a strong force, and he wanted to drive me away from being a mamma's boy. Dah, he was never around, and when he was he wasn't involved with the family. All I had around me was a mother and two much older sisters. Short of getting an answer directly from some one who is dead, one can only speculate now. One of the thoughts was that he saw a softer gentler side in me that he considered feminine. He was a very black and white kind of guy, austere about sums it up.
2. This one is the bigger question, why would a boy who was punished in this way start to wear his mothers lingerie at age 12? This was before sexual thoughts entered the picture. I had thought it was me remembering the feel of the clothes from the punishment, and there was then something in it that drew me back to it. The Therapist said that to find the answer to that question I had to ask myself, what need did I have that needed to be filled in my life. It obviously filled a need, as I kept dressing up. It could also have been an unconscious rebellion against what my Dad stood for. As in me standing up for what I was, or wanted to be.
My first ejaculation while in lingerie at age 14 left me both excited and terror stricken at the same time. In the days of my youth there was little information about sex for a kid to read, so what had happened to me? At the time I was as ignorant as is possible on the subject. You learned what I could by listening to other boys, and that is where I learned about what they called 'jacking off ' a couple of months later. The shame issue continued to rear its ugly head. One didn't brag about my kind of quirk, so after many years of this, the ruts and there walls got deeper and deeper.
The Therapist said that our culture has bound and confined men into roles, clothes, and choices that have hurt them and our society, both men and women have suffered because of it. She wants me to not only accept myself, but embrace who I am, even to the point of going out in public in the way I choose to dress. I might not be there at this time, but I have a lot of food for thought. For the record, she asked about how I would go out, I told her, a camisole, panties, guy shirt, skirt, pantyhose, with a comfortable pair of walking shoes. She knows that I go for a walk every day.
Well let's see what the next session brings, She is getting me to think about this in different ways, and that is what I was looking for.