Should we feel at little sad for them

If we can assume that almost everyone is comfortable with where they are in life, why should we feel sad for them. Those of us who get great enjoyment out of something should not be disdainful of those who do not share our passion.
I love back country walking and after a strenuous long hike when I come to where I left my vehicle and see people who cannot even be bothered to walk further that the edge of the parking areas I do find myself thinking that these people are missing such a lot in life. But who am I to judge, they may have many things in their lives that are missing from mine.

My husband has said that same thing when the pink fog is hanging around.

Many of the men I know have very full, fun lives that don't involve wearing dresses. I know many pilots, sailors, motorcycle riders, travelers, and athletes who would say the same thing about the things they like to do and wonder why most people don't do them. Everyone has something that's important to them.

I was, to put it mildly, more than a little surprised by the number of replies that described their dressing as more of a curse than a boon. The “I’ll take the red pill it it’ll cure me” had me thinking of the way drug addicts talk about wishing to end their dependence. I understand that many of us face trials and tribulations brought on by our dressing but feeling so negative about it and yet unable to stop sounds like the worst of all places. I think those feeling need airing in a separate thread in order to do them justice.

I appreciate that there are other things in life, skydiving, snowboarding, painting, a myriad of things folks can and do to add to their life experiences. The difference between those activities and what we do is that there’s no social stigma associated with say hang gliding. As far as I know no-one has been shunned by family and friends for taking up hill walking.

So if I feel a little sad for those males who look at me enfemme, and it’s the whole body language that gives it away, and I know they’re less than impressed, it’s because they’re constrained by a form of bigotry ingrained by society, their upbringing, friends, work colleagues, a whole raft of influences. Those who pay me no attention, just let me get on with my life may have never thought about trying on women’s clothing, much like they’ve perhaps never thought about fire eating. So for Mr. Joe Public who like me is going about their daily life I say good for you, fill ya boots. Those disparaging of what we do are the ones that I do feel a little sadness for as they have that negativity in their lives.

Let's face it, men in frocks is not going to become commonplace any time soon. It's not going to be the next must have fashion item. If however most are indifferent to our choices that's a good place to be.

I feel sad for me, not them! They do not have the awful, conflict all their lives i have to deal with, and social troubles.

No, Not at all. Doesn't that sound like the same kind of sediment that the CD/TG community receives, why would we reciprocate ?

Great reply,
Thats how i feel i will never stop dressing love it too much:hugs:

What comes to mind is that old phrase "whistling past the graveyard."

I'm 100% with docrobbysherry and Alice B

Up until around 18 months ago I considered myself a 100% hetero male. Almost all of my experience of crossdressing was listening to Eddie Izzard talk about it in his comedy skits and interviews. And since I've never considered it my business as to how others live their lives (with the usual provisos) I never gave it a second thought.

If I saw a crosdresser in the street, I would likely think "Oh, that's a crossdresser". Apart from mentally commenting on how close that person "passed", that would be about it. It would never have occurred to me that I was missing out on anything by never having dressed. Looking back, in a hypothetical conversation where a crossdresser told me that they felt sorry for ME because I wasn't one, I would have told them that their feelings were misplaced.

Now don't get me wrong: I LOVE Crossdressing, and the entire world that it has opened for me. I feel like I've discovered an entire new "self" that I never knew existed.

But it's not for everyone, and I wouldn't feel sorry for anyone who isn't one.

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There’s a fine line between empathy and condescension.

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Agree.

Michelle.