Maybe you’re wrong, and they’re right

[Frédérique]

Odd how religion wended its way into a thread with the word “wrong” in the title, eh? Who would'a thunk it?

Freddy they're not right. For a CD/TS/TG this is our own reality and it is right for us. It only seems wrong to them because they have not experienced what we do. They need to be educated that there is more to gender than they realize. I refuse to beat myself over the head over this, it's not worth it. I accept that some can't accept other views than what they believe to be true.

I feel surrounded by people who cannot look beyond their own gender boundaries, kind of like I’m sitting in a Marie’s Bath, and I’m Marie. So pervasive is this ambient temperature that I can feel it, deep in my closet, and I am being summoned or beckoned, to give up what others call nonsense but I call necessity. It chills me to the bone and dulls the senses, but I persevere. I’m exaggerating this a little for the sake of argument, but you cannot deny that the general direction of the societal glacier is away from experimentation and towards complacency. I deal with these doubts by looking in the mirror and verifying the truth of my desired existence. That sounds a bit ponderous, I’m sure, so forgive me...

Well I can understand how being a crossdresser can affect relationships and end up in isolation. I suppose that is why I am very closeted.

Lack of success with relationships (I can certainly relate) creates an opportunity for crossdressing without constraint – you can look at it that way. I think CD’ing is a precious gift to oneself...

But the word "wrong" is where I run into a different kind of barrier. If I were performing a task, say adding a column of numbers, and I made an arithmetic error...then I can say, I was wrong, and correct the mistake. If I make a judgment about another person, and subsequent experience proves me wrong, I can acknowledge the mistake and accept a different view of that person.

If I was standing in front of someone, crossdressed as I prefer to be, would someone accept this “view” of me, knowing full well that I could just as easily dress according to my birth gender? It takes some compassion to see past prejudice, and few have this kind of compassion. Of course, we all know what we’re doing, and, to a certain degree, we know WHY we’re doing it, but to others our way of doing things is just plain wrong – I can honestly say that I WANT to be right, according to my own precepts, but it can get exhausting at times trying to constantly swim upstream...