No, It is not your secret to tell
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Originally Posted by BRINA
Tammy the minute that he told me it became part of my world and yes that means that it is mine to tell and mine to resolve.
Even if is at his expense? Do you understand even remotely the notion of being 'in the closet'?
People, for a multitude of reasons, choose to closet aspects of their lives for the fear - and a very real fear - of shame and ridicule. By telling your 'friends', have you considered the possible humiliation your husband may now have to endure knowing that they 'know about' him? He is in the closet because he doesn't want 'people' to know - and you have now facilitated the bigest fear all closeted individuals have - being discovered.
This is the same for people with substance abuse problems, eating disorders, depression and other mental health issues, abuse victims... The list is endless. All hide these aspects of themselves because they are ashamed of it - because they know that people will treat them differently because of it.
As betrayed as you feel at his hiding his crossdressing, you have committed an even bigger betrayal: you outed him.
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Originally Posted by BRINA
So I can tell the world if I want to as he can tell anyone anything I have told him. And I can handle all the bashing anyone wishes to send go right ahead as long as it is productive.
You can handle it - now he has to as well.
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Originally Posted by BRINA
Too bad you feel like it is such a secret must be killing you as much as it kills the closet cd'er to hold it in.. And if you are so damn proud of your man. Why keep it a secret??
Mutual respect perhaps? Dare I say... Love?
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Originally Posted by BRINA
If you love him let him tell all, what do you care?? And if he does not want to tell all then why do it. Self torture??
Let him tell all if he wants to. Not you, him. His choice, his terms.
One of the most life affirming actions any closeted individual can take is to step out of the closet. You, however, have tossed him out there without a second thought. Don't be surprised if he locks the door for good.
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"With all great deceivers there is a noteworthy occurrence to which they owe their power. In the actual act of deception they are overcome by
belief in themselves: it is this which then speaks so miraculously and compellingly to those who surround them. ... Self-deception has to exist if a grand
effect is to be produced."
- Nietzsche -
Why is telling someone such an issue?
Guys (TAMMY), what is up with this? When I was in my early twenties a few of my friends on a drunk night and told a guy I was dating I had an abortion. Do you think I freaked no. He asked why did I not tell him and I told him I was afraid of hurting him and didn't know how. I was not mad at them, I was actually glad. they took care of taking the stress off me, hey more power to those who talk. I was not ashamed we were always taught not to be ashamed of your lifes experiances. Those who are ashamed arent learning.
And (TAMMY)so you know re my feminity. I am tom boyish in regards that I am not some ninny girl who cries if there is spilled milk, I can thrive on my own, and if the toilet is broken I can and will fix it. That is classified as tom boyish?? I am not wearing overalls when I do this and have no desire to scratch in funny places. It is just that that has typically been a mans job and I can do it and will if it means I do not hae to wait for hours to get it done. And you comments re my feminity are really funny for yo have no idea, I was the prom queen and the head cheer leader. I still teach aerobics and yoga and find the female body un sexually attractive. When I say that women are yuk. that is what I mean. SEXUALLY YUK. So to the cd'sthat have private imd me thank you you have been so sweet and tamara thanks for the hugs not feeling real good about my husband right now and needed it..
For Brina ~ An attempt at understanding
You came to us for help, assistance, knowledge ~ so here's my stab in the dark at it! Don't jump all over me ~ your not going to hear what you want to hear. And, you're probally aren't going to like a lot of it ~ let alone agree with it.
Wow! This is already harder than I thought! LOL!
In part, because its really reaching into an very inner, secret part of myself, that I generally don't share with anyone ~ and with the one or two that I have ~ has resulted in disatrious results. (Short verison I'm 0 for 2 in the long term relationship department)
Me? I've had all kind of theries thrown at me ~ as to why I crossdress. In my childhood (age 4-5) I was dressed by my older sister and one of friends ~ as a joke. I was also sexually molested at about this age by a GG 1st cousin. I cannot really say that I was mentally, emotionally traumatized by either event.
When I was 14, my older sister moved back in ~ and in my reasoning and youthful logic ~ or I should say adolescent logic ~ reasoned that to understand girls ~ women, I should "wear their shoes" so to speak. So I tried on a pair of my sisters panties and it rapidly took off from there. First there was the panties, and then a bra, and then makeup, and then, and then to the point of ad nausem.
And yes in my adolsecence it did involve self abuse ~ but at that age ~ for most boys ~ that's pretty much happens regardless. Boys are interested in girls ~ they're a mystery to us at the age, (Heck, they're still a mystery!) and girls are interested in boys. We kiss, we hold hands, we date, we go steady ~ but back in my day sex just wasn't happening all that much ~ either that are I was running with the wrong crowd. It got better and easier once ~ I got a car! But not much! I was raised in the South ~ where there's a Church on every corner. There were girls that did ~and there were girls that didn't ~ and those that did far out-numbered the ones that didn't ~ or so I thought at the time!
And, yes I felt guilt about it, shame about it, remorse about it! I knew that the general population at large would not be recepetive to it, of it. And, at first it was a panty fetish,................at first. And, at first, once I got to traveling down this merry road ~ it became cyclical. Adolesnce arousal, don panties ~ self abuse ~ remorse ~ gulit, ~ shame! Couldn't get out of those panties fast enough.
But, let me tell you how other boys were handling it! They were having sex with each other. Were they gay ~ no! Bi-sexual ~ again no! They later went on to marry, have wives, families ~ children. They did it because they were adolesent, were sexually frustrated, and needed a outlet. Chaulk it up to so much adolescent expermintation ~ nothing more and nothing less. And in my small rural Alabama town of 700, there were just as many girl with girls going on ~ (fear of pregnacy ~ disease, etc) as vice versa. I know this because I was approached by any number of boys at the time ~ and I turned them all down ~ although not in a judgemental way ~ I just told them that wasn't my cup of tea.
At 18, I couldn't get out of that "Dead Man's" town quick enough. I KNEW there wasn't a future there for me ~and coming from a long line of poor Southern dirt farmers, (and I do mean poor) I joined the Marine Corps at age 18.
In part to put that town behind me! In part to validate my masculinity~ in part to prove and earn my masculinity. (Such the thinking of an 18 year old)
I did four years, and got out of the Corps ~ and was out for all of 96 days. Ran back to recuriters office, begging to get back in ~ because there wasn't - and still aren't a lot of opportunies here. Even if you have a college degree.
Meet a girl, got married during a "pepper sprout" tried living down my CD desires. Tried being the husband, the father to her daughter from another man. Talked the talk ~ walked the walk as a career Marine, as a husband, as father to her daughter! A long come my daughter~ the race is on! The pressure is on! A few short years later ~ along comes my son. I'm on the drill field ~that's right a United States Marine Corps Drill Instructor ~ Parris Island, South Carolina.
I'm so stressed out, I'm 28 years old laying in bed with chest pains ~ STRESS!
A couple of month's later ~ I grow a knot on my forehead ~ half the size oof a golfball ~ again ~ STRESS! I'm running daily 6 or more miles a day ~ and I'm stressed out!
Guess who comes visiting? Dana! Hello! At that particular point in time ~ yes ~it was most definately an escape thing ~ a de-stress thing! At that point in time ~I most definately was thinking that if I had been born a woman, been a woman ~ that I wouldn't have been going through all the crap that I was going through. I was going through the mud, the blood, and the beer along with the tears! Thing is, I hadn't seen "nuthing" yet!
Gernada, Beruit, Panama, the first Gulf War. Stress? At Parris Island, I didn't have a freaking clue!
So, I retired from the Corps! I'm thinking I'm on easy street! I've just arrive. Little did I know~! I'm back out here in the real world! The day to day! I've not a clue! I really don't! I stumbling and fumbling thorugh the goal post of life, just trying to make a first down! Forget a touchdown!
Why do I crossdress ~ or at least desire to do so! "D" answere ~ all the above! I'm envious of women's choices in and with most everything. Women have the option of being weak~ I don't! Women have the option of being in-ept! I don't! Women can be pampered, romanced, sought after, desired, appreciated, pursued ~ what man has ever experienced that? Women have the option of being "fickle" ~ I don't!
I've got to be the guy that has all the answers to all of the questions ~ the solutions to all of the problems! I've got to make the firs move ~ with you as a woman. I've got to walk this walk, and talk this talk. And on and on, and on~! I've got to play this role!
I hear you ~and you shouldn't be complacient in DEMANDING that your DH fullfill YOUR wants, needs of and as a woman! Being with a guy that dresses in women's clothing, and masturbating to the effect ~ is NOT one of your Top 10 fantasies!
That does NOT make him a bad guy!
Youl (IMHO) say to him ~ this is workable! This is do"able! But, I've got needs and wantS, and desires as a WOMAN! I TOO have wants, needs, and desires as a WOMAN!