Over the many years I have dabbled in crossdressing, several times I have attempted to give it up, purge all my stuff and be safe with my life. Giving it up never works. Last weekend, I decided to get away to a local city, secure a hotel room and spend the following two days en femme. I must admit, it was great and I ventured out into public on several occasions, shopping, buying coffee at Starbucks and getting gas for my car. Sure, I received some stares (mostly from females) but overall allowed me to live out this exciting life. I reflected on the many stages or levels of dressing that I think apply to most of us and thought I would share them. These are only my thoughts.
Closet Dressing: Top Secret Security clearance required. Always seeking hiding places for fem items. Always covering your tracks. Somehow the 1960ish song "Secret Agent Man" by Johhny Rivers applies. With every move he makes, another chance he takes.
Level 2: Yeah, this is where I think I am. Nobody knows about my dressing but am venturing out mostly into gay bars in distant cities where I won't be recognized. I often take long drives dressed and have used female rest stops. Still very secret. My wife does not know. My stuff is always locked away.
Level 3: These people are the Masters Degree of crossdressing. They are open and out there in public. Their families know or worse, have found out and abandonded them. Most of all, they are honest about their feelings. I think most of us would like to be at this level.
Level 4: The PHD of dressing. These folks have given everything up and taken on the work required to transition to full female. Hormones, electrolysis and surgery are on the "do-list". They are the most relaxed and easiest people to talk with. Very respected folks.
Thanks for reading this rambling. I just needed to unwind and this forum is my only place.