OMG!!! I 'm a TRANNY!!!

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Originally Posted by juno

Do you ever think of how silly men's behavior and devotion is with respect to professional sports?? They watch people who they don't know running a ball back and forth, accomplishing nothing. An activity meant to improve health is used as an excuse to sit and drink beer. And they wear crazy body paint and yell crazy things. Why does any of that make any more sense than crossdressing?? Most men think professional sports makes sense, but I don't think they can offer a logical explanation why.

Many of the things people do to enjoy life are not some rational recipe to achieve happiness. They just make you happy because they do. Don't waste too much time analyzing WHY you like crossdressing, any more than you think about why you like or dislike brocolli. Just be thankful you have something in life that gives you happiness.

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I love this! And it is so true...Start living your life and don't think about so much. But if I could come out to my best friend, and my brother, and......

Anne2345:

Excellent. I should have responded much sooner to this excellent post...I was playing possum.Trying to decide which face of man I should show.


The first face is the face of love. Love for the person and the act. The book of John speaks of love for one another if you truly love God. To
embellish; he most certainly was speaking of the love between crossdressers and the love of the act of being a crossdresser. I like when you
said "when the opportunity presents itself".Imagine that opportunity presening itself, all across this board, to every member, at different times
simontaneously....like a trillion stars shining in the same direction.

The second face is the face of function. What started for me as simple curiosity (wandering into moms room, rambling in her girdle drawyer) has
become a needed compulsion.Makeup and wigs came much later but even in those early days, I started to function as a crossdresser. Learning
to hide things, learning what the underside of couch cusions were like, learning to deny, even learning the importance of lying. Growing up, the
need for privacy was paramount..So to function more effectively, I had to grow up in a hurry...I had to get my own place.Crossdressers funcion
so much better on their own.

And finally admitting.."ime a tranny".The final act of this movie has been written and the credits are rolling..Look at me now. I am no more worse for
wear.We, to the suprise of those who really love us, are actually better people, more thoughful citizens, GOOD neighbors, happier people, smiling, caring,
dog loving, child-mentoring, republican, democratic, voting, veteran, musician, painters, poets, church attending and more patriotic. More sissified than
the normal person perhaps,. Chideing those around us with lit cigarettes to not come too close to our pantyhosed legs, perhaps.But better. I too had to admit to
being a tranny and this road I have chosen (thanks r.frost) has made all the difference.....dana


I assure you, I am that goliath...so proclaimed.