Wynter Skye
11-27-2007, 02:17 AM
i just wanted to get a few things off my chest that I've never told anyone and I can't think of a better place to do it. This might be long so I'll apologize in advance.
When I was very young, I essentially had too much testosterone. (go figure)
This led to a variety of complex issues leading to my duality. I'm not a doctor so I'll put this in terms as I understood it. As a result of my excess testosterone, my body began overproducing estrogen resulting in the development of excess breast tissue or gynecomastia. By the time I was 12 I was a C cup. As you can imagine, this didn't go over too well in the lockerroom especially going to an all boy private school.
I dealt with this in two ways. One, I overcompensated my self esteem issues by overexerting my masculine energy by playing sports (football/lacrosse) and lifting weights. I guess I figured no one would dare say anything to a linebacker/fullback who would kick ass at the drop of a dime. (and they didn't). In addition, when I was about 10 (already a large B cup) I started wearing my sister's clothes. I thought it was amazing at how quickly I could go from being an awkward self concious "male" to a sexy "female" image. Fortunately with the gynecomastia combined with genetics and working out, when dressed I had a toned Coke bottle shape that was beautiful to look at only fueling my passion to dress as I'd always been straight.
Amidst getting caught on numerous occasions by my mother and sister, and taking out my frustrations on the field; I realized I had two completely different lives/personas. There was the person I truly was, who was not neccesarily feminine but expressed physically through a feminine image, the only time I could be comfortable just being who I was, and then there was the me that I felt everyone wanted/needed me to be including myself.
While I fantasized about moving away from my family and friends and starting a new life in California as a full time TS, I decided that life was unrealistic especially since I knew I wanted a heterosexual relationship and that dynamic would only be a road block. After many therapy sessions of avoiding my real issues, I decided to have a breast reduction surgery when I was 15. The surgery was succesful and I thought I was happy for maybe 6 months. Then I found myself going to extremes to afford myself opportunities to get dressed and to try not to let anyone find out. I found myself often times wishing I had not had the surgery.
Back to the hormones. As I'm sure many of you already know, overabundance of testosterone leads to one chief problem in men; baldness. I started thinning prematurely and again found myself with low self esteem as a male. As a female, I could wear a wig and once again be beautiful (though flat chested!:heehee:) Also as a teenager going through puberty, I had this overabundance of testosterone and crazy levels of HGH thanks to an overactive pituitary gland, which actually stunted my growth and helped to fill me out. So now, a short balding chubby teenage boy, I was a sexy, thick, curvy, "woman" of normal female height.
That's basically my story. Thanks to many curves life has thrown my way, I still live in the same city, I'm married with a child to a woman who thinks crossdressing is evil and an affront to womanhood, raising my son to be a "real man" while his daddy sneaks out on "business trips" to wear high heels wishing he still had breasts.
I just feel extremely trapped and I wish I could explain my situation to my wife, but either way, the two sides of me can't coexist. My masculine persona is not a compromise of two sides of me, its a calculated projection of how I want to be seen as a man. This persona has been around for more than half of my life now that I'm in my mid twenties and its just who I am as a man. I can only dress in private and I have to be so sneaky and sometimes I get hotel rooms just so I can get dressed and chill. If I want to go out, I have to go to another city to avoid being seen. Anyway, I'm just talking because I've been holding in my truth for sometime and I just felt like getting it out.
Thanks for bearing with me
peace
When I was very young, I essentially had too much testosterone. (go figure)
This led to a variety of complex issues leading to my duality. I'm not a doctor so I'll put this in terms as I understood it. As a result of my excess testosterone, my body began overproducing estrogen resulting in the development of excess breast tissue or gynecomastia. By the time I was 12 I was a C cup. As you can imagine, this didn't go over too well in the lockerroom especially going to an all boy private school.
I dealt with this in two ways. One, I overcompensated my self esteem issues by overexerting my masculine energy by playing sports (football/lacrosse) and lifting weights. I guess I figured no one would dare say anything to a linebacker/fullback who would kick ass at the drop of a dime. (and they didn't). In addition, when I was about 10 (already a large B cup) I started wearing my sister's clothes. I thought it was amazing at how quickly I could go from being an awkward self concious "male" to a sexy "female" image. Fortunately with the gynecomastia combined with genetics and working out, when dressed I had a toned Coke bottle shape that was beautiful to look at only fueling my passion to dress as I'd always been straight.
Amidst getting caught on numerous occasions by my mother and sister, and taking out my frustrations on the field; I realized I had two completely different lives/personas. There was the person I truly was, who was not neccesarily feminine but expressed physically through a feminine image, the only time I could be comfortable just being who I was, and then there was the me that I felt everyone wanted/needed me to be including myself.
While I fantasized about moving away from my family and friends and starting a new life in California as a full time TS, I decided that life was unrealistic especially since I knew I wanted a heterosexual relationship and that dynamic would only be a road block. After many therapy sessions of avoiding my real issues, I decided to have a breast reduction surgery when I was 15. The surgery was succesful and I thought I was happy for maybe 6 months. Then I found myself going to extremes to afford myself opportunities to get dressed and to try not to let anyone find out. I found myself often times wishing I had not had the surgery.
Back to the hormones. As I'm sure many of you already know, overabundance of testosterone leads to one chief problem in men; baldness. I started thinning prematurely and again found myself with low self esteem as a male. As a female, I could wear a wig and once again be beautiful (though flat chested!:heehee:) Also as a teenager going through puberty, I had this overabundance of testosterone and crazy levels of HGH thanks to an overactive pituitary gland, which actually stunted my growth and helped to fill me out. So now, a short balding chubby teenage boy, I was a sexy, thick, curvy, "woman" of normal female height.
That's basically my story. Thanks to many curves life has thrown my way, I still live in the same city, I'm married with a child to a woman who thinks crossdressing is evil and an affront to womanhood, raising my son to be a "real man" while his daddy sneaks out on "business trips" to wear high heels wishing he still had breasts.
I just feel extremely trapped and I wish I could explain my situation to my wife, but either way, the two sides of me can't coexist. My masculine persona is not a compromise of two sides of me, its a calculated projection of how I want to be seen as a man. This persona has been around for more than half of my life now that I'm in my mid twenties and its just who I am as a man. I can only dress in private and I have to be so sneaky and sometimes I get hotel rooms just so I can get dressed and chill. If I want to go out, I have to go to another city to avoid being seen. Anyway, I'm just talking because I've been holding in my truth for sometime and I just felt like getting it out.
Thanks for bearing with me
peace