Comebacks

[kimdl93]

While perusing the introductions, I was struck by the number of recent ‘comebacks’ particularly individuals who had been gone years and years...even more than a decade!

as someone who left for 18 months, I know that the draw of crossdressing persists, despite life changes, some even catastrophic in scope. I’d love to hear about what went on during the years away and what drew you back.

[Piora]

About a year ago, I met someone, and had a serious relationship. We made tentative plans to eventually move in together (to her house in another city) I thought that if I did that, it would have to be the end of my crossdressing, since I didn't want to tell her about it, and I felt that there was no way I could do it in secret. That's never a way to start a life with someone. So, while I did NOT purge, I bundled everything up into bags and put them away in another room. I stopped coming onto this site, and tried to banish thoughts of crossdressing from my mind.....with very little success, I might add.

As it turned out, that relationship ended, and I returned to dressing with even more passion than before. It's part of who I am. It makes me happy.

[Melanie Moxon]

I stopped dressing in 2009 following the purchase of a 2006 Mustang GT, leaving my teenage lad turbo nutter hot hatch time behind me (if I drove the Mustang like I drove that 2006 Focus ST I'd have been killed long ago). Now the american car world in the UK is a funny old thing, populated by everybody from people like me (or roughly so) that bought a Mustang/Camaro/whatever... because it made sense as the bang for buck as it where is far better than any european offerings, to the fully fledged wannabe rednecks (usually spotted driving a Chevy Astro Day Van wearing fleeces with wolves on the back and cowboy boots) sporting flag poles proudly displaying the stars and stripes and sadly this world is full of what I like to call "middle aged sun readers" as a knock on effect from the mid life crisis brigade. Our local club was mostly hot-rodders and pony/muscle car drivers, the vast majority of which were all of a certain age and generation, and some of the comments made about LGBT would make your hair curl, some was said in jest some of it meant. I daren't risk any form of exposure so I stopped dressing, not that I had much time for it anyway, over the next six years I was busy, really busy. Going back to University to do a company sponsored degree and getting into Drag Racing (no pun intended) first as a spectator and then competing in my own Mustang at a national level swept me up and along with it. I had purged everything other than a few pairs of shoes and trainers in those intervening years.

I had tried to reason that my feelings where nothing more than a kink or fetish but suppressing the trans feelings in the end was only going to end in an emotional mess, which brings me on to the last couple of years.

Then early on in 2015 in a bit of a funk at work, I had been doing the same thing for a couple of years and it was getting tedious to the point where my reply to the question "When is it going to be finished" was answered with "how long is a piece of string". I started looking for an out, I'd always wanted to be a pilot but my chosen career path had been dumped on from a great height at every stage going through school (eyesight precluded a military career) and then the knock on effects of the 9/11 terror attack meant that my other route, a commercial pilot, was also shafted as British Airways (BA) had cancelled their Future Pilot Programme (FPP). However, it turned out that for a few years before 2015 BA had been running their FPP again; a sponsored (by them) way of getting your Commercial Pilots Licence and a practically guaranteed route to the right hand seat in a BA B737 or A320. I made it known that as soon as it opened for applications I would be applying, at the very least it would be a shot across the bows (the company I work for doesn't like its engineers that they have paid to educate running away). Now, whilst having had a think about the interview stage of it (I reasoned I'd get through the whole process because to me if I went in without that attitude then I would fail) I thought I need some flying hours to back this up, so I went to a local flying club for a trial lesson, from that first flight (the list time I had been in a light aircraft was an RAF bulldog in the Air Cadets) I was hooked as it reminded me of something that had always captivated me.

In the end a number of factors stopped me going down the FPP route but I did get a change of job at work (result). What I did do is carry on with my PPL training which eventually displaced my motor racing and caused me to leave the car show scene totally (I'd rather spend my sunday's flying than parked in a field) and focussed me on that childhood dream, which this year culminated with the purchase of a share in a Slingsby Firefly. What with the whole pursuit of my childhood dreams and then being best man at my friends wedding as he and his partner became Mr and Mr this year further reminded me that deep down my trans feelings were trapped and after a period of weight loss (over the last 12 months I have gone from 232lbs down to 192lbs) this year I started to feel better about my self, I let them fully re-surface and Melissa resurfaced like a submarine blowing her ballast tanks, 2018 is going to be emotional.

Sorry for the slightly babbly essay, I do actually intend on writing a far more coherent book about the whole thing in a few years when I have reached the point of totally transitioning.

- Melissa

[Robertacd]

Leaving and coming back to the forum or crossdressing all together? I have left the forum for a couple years and probably will do it again when I get tired of the same old "Who am I?, What am I?, why am I?", and "Who likes wearing woman's clothes?:doh:" posts.

As for Crossdressing, I don't recall ever having "quit", as in swear never to do it again. Sure there have been times in my life when I couldn't or wouldn't dress due to my situation. I admit I have "fear purged" when I was young and had a close call and almost got caught, or hidden stuff away deeper. Like when I first met my wife I remember the first time I "had her over for the night" I was terrified she would open my chest of drawers as see one was stuffed to the brim with bras and panties, so I boxed everything up and hid it away better.

But the need and desire has always been part of me and probably always will be.

[Allison Chaynes]

I left for a while because, quite honestly (and I expect this comment may be censored or deleted), I felt that some of the mods were massively overzealous in their interpretations of comments/threads they censored or deleted. Some of the rules around what could be discussed got stricter and it did not please Allison.
I came back because of personal friendships and the fact that there just aren't any other CD websites out there anymore. I don't have cash or time to start my own, so there it is. I spend more time on pm's with ladies here than I do on the forum.