Struggling to accept crossdressing
I have been cross dressing since 12 and I am only 18 now. When I first started, I felt a kind a perverse thrill, and yet there was this guiltiness and disgust tugging on my conscience, begging myself to stop what I was doing because I was ultimately male and what I was doing would be a terrible shock to my sisters and mother should they ever find out. However, as the years passed, I find myself more and more compelled to crossdress, and desensitized towards how my family would feel if they knew what I was doing.
A lot of you have already settled in your identity as a cross dresser, especially the older adults, however I am still struggling with this “identity”/”condition”. I never really put a name to my “identity”/”condition” until I did a thorough web search a few months back. At first, what I dug up was “transvestic fetishism”, which totally scared me because I never thought of myself as a transvestite and in fact, feel a certain degree of distaste towards transvestites. Most of my searches turned up medical reports and research papers, which viewed cross dressing from a rather detached and objective viewpoint, emphasising that it was a sexual disorder that had no cure. I didn’t want that sort of perspective, I needed personal anecdotes from actual crossdressers, I needed some form of compassion and empathy, and most of all I needed advice. When I discovered Dixie’s website, I felt like I had uncovered a windfall of information that was actually useful, I realised that there were actually people out there who had to same “identity”/”condition” whom I could talk to.
I was wondering if any of you could share your own experiences of struggling with deal with your cross dressing compulsion when you were younger. I know many think that cross dressing is an identity however, at this age, I am not prepared to accept that I will be cross dressing my entire life and would like to fight against it. Could any of you give me anecdotes and advice?
Thank you.
I enjoyed the hell out of it!
>>I was wondering if any of you could share your own experiences of struggling with deal with your cross dressing compulsion when you were younger. I know many think that cross dressing is an identity however, at this age, I am not prepared to accept that I will be cross dressing my entire life and would like to fight against it. Could any of you give me anecdotes and advice?
Struggle?
Well, like anyone engaged in this (one of many things that allegedly can cause premature blindness) I did what I thought it was safe to do until I needed glasses...
And, when I got the glasses, I realized that if I could get one set and pay for them, I could get another and pay for them too.
Problem? What problem?
Growing up to be happy is growing up so that you wind up being the person you want to be. Some people aspire to be on the High School football team, and they coast the rest of their lives on that. Others want to be Air Conditioning repairmen so they can buy a boat, drink beer, and jet around scaring fish. Me, I wanted all that and to find a skirt that fit properly and shoes that went with the skirt, etc. So, sue me - I have a life!
Living at home with parents and brother and sisters is just practice for the other people you'll run into in life. Your Dad mutters about "trannies"? Ask him to go say it to the tranny - he probably won't. And, if he does, he might get, "Dickhead!" in return. So much for that... Turns out he doesn't have superpowers.
Look, if you like what you do, pay attention to what you can and can't do and manage your life so you can be you. CDing is not harmful unless you make it a problem for yourself - it's not them, they don't even know about it. And, if they find out, you can say, "Yeah, I kinda like it. And, it doesn't cost any more than Playboy magazines, you know. I didn't tell you about it, because I didn't think you wanted to know my business."
On the other hand, you wrote about being depressed and not being able to talk about it. So, try this:
"Gee. I feel like pond scum because I kinda like doing the dirty deed and I think you guys would not like me and might beat me up and throw me out of the house. I just like it. I know it's not the solution to life's problems... It's just something I like to do sometimes and I feel bad because... Well, I guess I'm not perfect... And, I feel like I'm letting you guys down because I'm not. I like this and it seems a little weird to me, but it seems like I'm just this way. So, are you gonna yell at me now and make me leave home? It's not your fault and it's not your problem, but I could stand some help if this is the way I am. I'll shut up now so you can give me a hard time. I know it's a big deal and all. So, go ahead, tell me what it is I'm supposed to do about being me - which is kinda sucking right now."
Asking for help is different from just dumping a problem on them.
Odds are good you'll work out at least a truce on the matter.
What can they do?
You're their kid.
You're their kid needing some help being a kid, and growing up to be a happy, living person.
Good thinking and good luck.