I spent a lot of time in the woods growing up. I felt comfortable and safe there. This is where I did the majority of my cross dressing. I would pack up the clothes that I wanted to wear and hike miles into the dark forests to my favorite place, a small meadow encircled by a row of huge pine trees. There were no mirrors there or prying eyes to tell me how silly I might have looked. There were just the trees which stood by without judgment or opinion.
I would put on the dress and dance throughout the meadow for hours. It made me feel freedom that I couldn’t get anywhere else. This was my escape from the calamity at home and constant bullying at school. Here I had peace.
The trees were my only true friends and they supported me by allowing me to climb to their very tops and look out at the breathtaking view of country side from above. So beautiful.
When I would get home my mother would ask me “Where were you?”
“I just went for a walk in the woods.” I would say.