Looking behind the scenery...

As many CDs out there you will find as many theories on why we do it. Does it really matter? Whether we want to change our gender or are just having a good time, complete with thrills, with our dressing, we ARE doing what we want to and being what we want to be.

As time has gone by I have become comfortable with myself as a crossdresser. I have shed the guilt and shame and am thoroughly enjoying dressing. The sexual turn on comes when I look in the mirror and see an attractive woman letting my imagination take care of the flaws. Another thrill comes from the risk taking. Taking a walk around the block enfemme can give a high that lasts weeks.

And it is the support and love found in this forum that allows us to feel free to be what we want to be. Ourselves.

QZ2

What a great thread!

For me, it has brought into focus a few of the things that make this such a cool site.

First of all, a lot of the replies have shown what a diverse community we have, and, secondly, the lack of sexual overtones show how much respect we have for each other. How many good relationships have been ruined by sex? Without any sexual tension, we are free to discuss a variety of issues, while having no worry of offending anyone, or sending the wrong messsage.

But, I'm sure that there are many more of us that enjoy the erotic rush of CD'ing as a primary motivator than are freely willing to admit to. Simply for the sake of "correctness". Nothing wrong with that.

But, since the cards are on the table on this one, I admit that I enjoy both the sensual/sensous thing, and the (percieved) freedom I have to explore both sides of this funny little gender catagorization game.

Just my two one-hundredeths of a greenback.

Is it a TS/TG thing? I never really thought about it. I just dress because I want to. Okay so it does go way back to even before I can remember, I was only like a month old when my 5 sisters started dressing me up.
And yes I have been to a couple "shrinks" trying to come to an understanding of myself and my cding. But all they did was help me to accept who I am and that its okay to be me and its okay that other people dont like me, who I am or what I do.
My grandkids think I'm bank-of-america,
My daughter calls me a mean old man
My wife calls me "Poppa"
My sisters and brothers? Well they just don't call me!

I am 47, been cding since I was a month old and this is simply a part of who I am. I dont need to be accepted by others, I just gotta accept myself, and be happy with who I am. That in itself is a struggle sometimes.

Connie, but if you have the right satnav, and your airbag inflated, help is on its way !! Might be a touch embarassing if you're all dolled up, a thought I regularly have on my little sorties out.
Love Dalesman

That could be why it is so nice out... I am no longer me. I am someone else according to how I am dressingat that moment in time.
Where I am in what dress may also be significant ? MacDonalds in a mini or in a pencil skirt ? That just abouts describes it.
Thank you Marina
~Samm