Originally Posted by
Rebecca-L
This will probably be of interest to those people who are in their 50s or 50-teens. It may just be me and I may be having a bad day, so, if that's the case, feel free to say so. My feelings will not be hurt. I need the feedback.
It seems like (in the era when I was born), boys grew up into men living and acting as others would want them. An interest in sports, hunting, fast cars, and other macho things were valued by those around us, and we were a disappointment if we did not share those interests. I am not saying that those things are bad. After all, I still buy cars with big engines, but those engines seem to get the same (or better) gas mileage as the 6 cylinder "Low Emission" minivan that we also have, so I don't feel bad about driving Detroit iron, especially when I still drive the high speed highways in NJ.
So we grew up meeting (or trying to meet) the expectations of our friends and family. Then, we got married, raised a family, and put money away for retirement (not trusting the government to do it for us). In my case, I made a comfortable living and managed to (with my wife's assistance) raise 2 upstanding young men who have gone on to their respective successful careers and family lives.
But, then here comes my frustration. All of those years, I managed to repress feelings toward crossdressing or transgenderism because the family needed me to be strong. I was strong in the workplace (almost to the point of a heart attack). I was strong in the area of family values. I tried to be sensitive to the feelings of others. I groaned (internally) whenever anyone (especially a family member) mentioned anything negative about crossdressers (I think most of their impressions were based on the distorted views on television).
Now that I am retired and my children have grown up, I thought I was going to have more freedom, but my wife still has her preconceived notions on crossdressing (she links it to homosexuality in her mind). I have tried explaining that perhaps some of the things she likes about me are the same things that makes my desires to crossdress so strong. (I can cook, do the laundry, vacuum, fix the washer, mow the grass and build a new kitchen. I participated actively in the raising of our children (OK, except for the diaper thing.... I was always lucky enough to not be required to do that... Timing is everything). I guess I was OK in bed (she has stayed with me for 40+ years), but my opinion would be biased on that subject, so I should not comment on it.)
I have found this forum to be an invaluable aid to trying to gain some insight as to why my brain works the way it does. Therefore, I would value your inputs.