Edina, I am crying over here !
Mom hasn't saif anything more to me but we haven't really had a chance to talk anymore. I will have to wait until we are alone again to ask her some questions.
Danni
Edina, I am crying over here !
Mom hasn't saif anything more to me but we haven't really had a chance to talk anymore. I will have to wait until we are alone again to ask her some questions.
Danni
When I was about 5 my mother caught me naked in my sister's room with my sister's petticoat on the floor next to me. After my sister married and moved out I frequently wore mom's slips, pettipants, and nightgowns. She never caught me again, and never said anything, but it's hard to believe she didn't notice that her clothes were disturbed. I still wonder waht would have happened if I'd talked to her. I know what would have happened if my father caught me; it would not have been pretty.
yea mothers know my mother new for yrs but had a different way of telling me by buying me clothes,make-up,nail polish purfume jewerly etc
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It was a wonderful feeling for me when I told my mother. She said she always knew because she remembered her stuff was always moved. Another weird thing is, she said when she was carrying me she felt she was having a girl. My name would have been Valerie, so thats were Valerie came from. Only a mother could ever understand. As for my dad, NO WAY MAN, I cant tell that dude.
My mom never knew, I never once "borrowed" her things, my sister's things, well that's another story.
My father found out I dressed though, and that was a very ugly story.
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Tamara
As with Davida, I had always thought that my mother knew and was surprised to find out that she had no idea. I wouldn't assume Mom knows no matter how sure you are . . .
She probably knew I was wearing her clothes- or at least the 34B bra with a non stretch bra strap that I snapped! I do not know how she could not have seen that.
My mother came in my room once and asked if there was something wrong with my stomach.Puzzled, I said no.
You see she had found some seemen stains in her favorite short leg girdle.Ime sure she knew then and knows now.
But what she didnt know was that her favorite girdle was also my favorite girdle......lol...dana.
My mother caught me a few times when I was like 10-12 yrs old. I know she said something to my uncle because he made a few comments at the time. She probably still suspects that I CD.
I opened this out of curiosity. Then I realized, I think my mom at least knows something. I never thought anything of this because she's never said anything about it. However, she is always showing new dresses that she buys, and always asks me about a new haircut or nails. I always give my honest opinion, but now I realize that she never shows my dad those things, usually just mentions a new haircut or style or whatever to him, and never says anything about the nails. Also, more recently, she asked me to help her remove nail polish. My dad wasn't home, and he usually gets home after her (and its before he gets home when she asks me those things.) I don't wear her dresses, I wear my sisters because she's doesn't live at home anymore so I figure, less risk, but I do wear my mother's underwear. So she may know or at least know something. I don't want ask because I may just be over thinking, right?
No way.
My parents never suspected anything at all. Not once. Ever. They had no idea. They knew plenty of things were wrong with me: I have ADD, I've abused tons of different types of drugs, been black out drunk plenty of times, went to the hospital for depression back in high school, I was never good at sports, had problems with more than half of my teachers, listened to pretentious, complicated, difficult music, always got perfect grades, never did any homework.
But they never would have guessed that I get kicks from dressing and acting like a girl. They were completely dumbfounded when I told them. It was like they'd never heard of something like that. Nobody I ever told ever suspected anything and were very surprised - my ex girlfriend, 3 of my guy friends, two of my girl friends, nobody. Every single one of them told me they had no idea one right after the other. And I have long hair, ears pierced, and wear clear nail polish and jewelery. Granted, it's male jewelery, and I don't hold myself in any sort of feminine manner.
Whatever, I guess I just shatter the mould.
I don't think my mother would suspect me of being a crossdresser today even though I would sometimes dress up in my sisters clothes in front of her when I was little. She did confronted me with her suspicions that I might be gay because I didn't seem to have any interest in dating girls when I was a teenager even though girls were always chasing after me. I was interested in girls, I was just incredibly shy. But, truthfully, I wondered too. It was a great relief to her when I announced that I was getting married.
This brought back a memory. My Mum once asked me to go and get a couple of rags for her from the rag bin. This was a bin in the laundry room that any discarded clothes were put into for future rag purposes. When I looked for a couple of rags I came across some of her panties, which were in good shape. They were on the top of the rag pile and could not be missed. Was she showing me something? I used them instead of raiding her dresser. She said nothing about the panties, but she always seemed to know when I had been in my Mum and Dads bedroom. Several of her dresser drawers got moved around by her also and most of what I would wear seemed to end up in one drawer. I never took any thought about this until reading this thread.
i know my mom knew. she didn't catch me red handed but she did find what i had just stripped off myself. i really felt so pretty. i wished she would have caught me dressed. i was only 11 or 12 at the time
Yep, mine always knew. We never discussed it until last year when I had a break-in and I was reluctant to show her the ransacking in the bedroom when she came over, because I had femme stuff laying out. "It's all right; I already know what's in there", she said, "and it's really nobody's business but yours." Apparently during all those childhood/teenage years, I hadn't done as good a job as I thought of putting her clothes back properly! Since it was out in the open, I took the opportunity to apologize for using her stuff all that time; I was aware even then that appropriating others' property, especially for those purposes, wasn't cool, but when I was able to afford my own stuff and have the mobility and confidence to actually go out and buy it, I stopped raiding her wardrobe. While she let me know she wasn't pleased about it, she said I wasn't hurting anyone and that there were far worse things I could be into. With that conversation (which we had while waiting for the police to show up), she took some of the sting out one of the worst days of my life.
my mother knows that and she was so mad at me
but I never talk to her about it
& I still too afraid to face her
even I have nightmares about she seeing me again
I'm thinking about sending her a letter about my feelings
at least to take out this fear out of my life
stopped CDing
Until achieving my weight loss goal
wish me luck
My mother caught me in her bra one night when she came home from work. I was in bed watching TV, wearing her underwear, and she walk in unexpectingly. Asked what I was doing, I replied all flustered "please get out". I was about 12 then. The next morning I laid in bed not wanting to face her or my dad, who I just knew she must have told. But when I got up, and went to the breakfast table not a word was said.
My mother was a nurse, worked the 3 to 11 shift. So from 3 till about 5 I was free to dress up. About a month later, my aunt, who never comes by when mom was working, showed up. Fortunately for me we had a long drive way and I saw her coming and was able to change quickly. I always wonder to myself if she hadn't shown up because my mom had told her about catching me and asked her to stop by and see if I dressed while she was gone.
Now many years later, I often wish I had talked to my mom about my feeling of wanting to be a girl and hating being a boy. She may have been of some help. But it was the 60's and things like this were not discussed.
My mother knew I'd tried her things on, and done it on more than one occasion. She was frustrated with me but never really sat down to have the discussion, just a couple of comments and a little outrage when she made the discovery. What she did was to send me off for the summer to live with my dad, but without explaining my newly exposed interest in wearing her clothes. Dad put me in a basement bedroom that had a large wardrobe full of girl clothes that fit me. Once again we see that communication wasn't the strong suit in their relationship and my crossdressing got a chance to develop beyond anything either my mother or I would have expected.
Mom died over 25 years ago. That was quite a while before I finally came to terms with my crossdressing, so there was never an opportunity to talk to her about it. I think she would have never understood this side of me, but she would have still loved me, preferring to leave that door closed so she could focus on everything I did that she did approve of and understand.
Sarah
Being transgender isn't a lifestyle choice. How you deal with it is.
My mother pasted away about 6 years ago. I visited her last year en femme for the first time - it was a real emotional moment for me. I think she knew about me but I wish I'd said something before...
I suspect my mother knows, but never said anything or acted differently. I just can't believe she never ever noticed that her clothes have been used. I was always extremely careful and obsessive about leaving all in pristine condition exactly in the place it was folded exactly the same way. But I couldn't have been that good.
Funny thing, as someone mentioned, my mother also expected a girl.
My parents and sister all know; mom saw me completely dressed as a kid and caught me naked in her closet once (I gave some lame excuse why I was there but I'm sure she never bought it), once I inadvertently left bra filler on her dresser just above her bra drawer...I forgot about it when the phone rang and I answered it (ironically it was my mom on the phone saying she was heading home so I changed clothes!) and I used to play dress up with my sister all the time in which I wore mom's clothes to the hilt. I got those vague questions from dad asking what my siter and i had done that day and I would what I thought were safe answers. However, there has never been a formal acknowledgement of my CDing but that will change some day!
As careful as I was I'm sure I left a few clues around, but I honestly believe my mother never knew.
Hi - and sorry, I don't visit too often - hadn't replied to earlier posts - tgirl-sophie - thanks for your message, a kilt is always an interesting option, and I wonder if there's an afterlife what sort of identities would we have and how would our clothing define us? Imagine the possibility of merging in and out of shape, personality and our inner and outer apparel, moving from one scene to the next, suddenly changing, without fear, with delight perhaps, in front of people we loved, feared, had been enemies or critics, or with whom there had been a spark? And they might be doing the same!
DaniPat - I had to check this out ... according to various tourist shops, I think the nearest tartan would be McIntyre - a greeny, blue. I was dreaming about wearing it just recently, which was a bit silly as I could have got up and put it on, but the dream had me wearing it in front of family, which of course was different....
My mum knew.
When I was four or five she used to let me wear her tights. I also used to try on her leotards.
It isn't mentioned now, though.
J