This is my first real message about myself and my history.
I have always "dabbled" in womans clothing ever since I was a young boy. When I was young I never felt like I would ever have a girlfriend and so I experimented with my femanine side. I would sneek my moms under garments ( bras, panties, slips, dresses and other stuff) to my room and wear them while I had the house to myself. I would occationally even wear them to bed and wake up in the morning feeling pretty good. When the oppertunity came I would even rade my other female family members wardrobes like my sisters, aunts and the odd cousin. Some of my cousins had some very nice laungerie . How I never got caught is a mystery. I loved the feeling that I got when I was wearing them and walking around free as could be in my house while I was alone. As the years went on, and the girls started to notice me, and take more interest in me, those urges to dress diminished and eventually disapeared.
It really wasn't until a few years after my wife left me, almost 10 years ago, that they came back. By them I had long lost all my clothing and had nothing to wear. So I started to shop for my "girlfriend" and got back into it again. The feelings of comfort and happiness that where lost after the break up, where replaced by items. Those "items" became belongings and then became a part of me. Thats when I knew I needed a name for myself. I knew many Tiffany's and always loved that name so it only seemed fit. And thats when "Tiffany" came about. Having my own house I was able to set aside her own closet and a few drawers of her own. I was able to bring her out at any time. Through all this, even though I was more comfortable with it, I still had many moments of confusion ( as we all do at some point) and until resently i still did.
Over the last few months my wife and I have rekindled our love and all the urges have completely disapeared. I have faught with myself as to purge Tiffany's belongings or not, knowing that the urges may and probably will resurface.
Well today I did it. I grabbed a couple of large bags and put all of her stuff in them and took them out to the garage. Next step, off to the dump. The closet that was once TIffany's is now set aside for my wife to use.
So the time has come to say good-bye to Tiffany .... at least for now. And if they ever come back, then who knows, maybe she and I can go out shopping together for new clothes.
I'm half asleep while writting this so I hope it makes sence. Don't worry, I will keep checking in and adding my 2 cents now and then.
Until then, its not good-bye, rather see you later.
Tiffany