When this all started for me a short time ago, I came out to my wife. Not as someone who wears women's clothing, but as a crossdresser. Are they the same? I don't know, but at the time it was significant to me. After she stopped laughing and then crying, the WHY questions came in droves. I have been pondering the why because it is all so new to me and continually changing.
At the time I started, I got an immediate peace about me. My wife even remarked that there was a change in my behavior, which she approved of. I now know that I am dressing for the woman inside who was unknowingly denied simple recognition for some 65 years. I don't need to see myself to have my peace, but if i do have to see me, I want it to match what I feel.
I am taking care of my inner peace separately now without as many clothing fixes, and am less reliant of dressing full femme as I realize that an old woman doesnt need a lot of "add ons" to make the male blend with an older woman, sad, but true. So I am feeling more femme every day and am matching my outer and inner persona.
Simply, dressing gave my my inner peace, and began an entirely different twist in my life.
Barbara
