I'm 65 years old and I've been cross-dressing my whole life. If I were to give you a rundown of my life, it would probably sound like so many others here: denial, suppression, acceptance, guilt, purging?all of those things. When I turned 50, I entered what I would call the golden era of my cross-dressing. I traveled on business, accumulated a wardrobe, lost weight, and went out and about in towns all over the United States, Canada, the UK, and even Australia. I was out and about as a woman, doing so many cool things: everything from going to concerts and museums to dining out and meeting friends. It was so much fun.
Now here I am, retired and living in New England with my wife, 65 going on 66. I haven't dressed in a while. I don't have an outlet, and my wife isn't accepting. I'm just wondering how others are handling this period of their life.
