It's very hard being a crossdresser and a student. My Sr year Mech Eng Project was ruined when my partners discovered my stash and tried to blackmail me into all the work for the project.
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It's very hard being a crossdresser and a student. My Sr year Mech Eng Project was ruined when my partners discovered my stash and tried to blackmail me into all the work for the project.
Jamie,
Wow, that brought back some memories that I thought I had let go of, like the time I was outed to my mother by the airport police, my panic was nothing like yours, and fortunately I didn't have to endure my school years like that. I hid what I did until that incident, I can't imagine the cruelty your classmates could bestow on you.
Not to dismiss what you wrote, but as the old saying goes "what doesn't kill us makes us stronger", you've survived that trauma, and you've turned it into something positive. Your better off for the experience, and stronger because of it, it may take a few more nightmares before you can let it go completely but you will. What a lovely girl, no one can take that away from you now, you've earned the right to be who you are.:hugs:
Christy
Jamie:
That really must have been awful. I'm lucky I never got caught, although I didn;t do anything that risky when I was younger.
The closest was a few weeks after my high school graduation, I was in a nearby discount store looking a slips and a girl I knew from school walked up and said hi to me. I said hi and beat a pretty quick retreat. She was an aquaintance and a very nice girl...I don't think she ever said anything to anyone. We had some common friends and no one said anything to me.
PS: Paranoid Android?
Another Radiohead fan here.
What you went through is what CDs like me worry about the most. Suicide was always in the back of my mind until the past few years. Glad you didn't take the easy way out.
Wow Jamie, That was in 1998? I would have thought by then, that society would have been a little more tolerant. I was still experimenting with my three sisters' clothes when I was 13 and never carried them to school in a backpack. I would actually wear panties to school in seventh grade. Now mind you, this was 1958 and I went to a Catholic school where the nuns told the girls that it was sinful to wear their uniform skirts above the knees. I never got busted for wearing the panties but you can't even imagine the torment I would have gone through if one of the other boys or girls found out that I was wearing girls panties and told one of the nuns. :eek: I know Sister Vincente would have had me kneeling in church begging for forgiveness as she sprayed me with holy water until I was cured of crossdressing forever.
Luv and :hugs: Jill