for me, my dressing really has its roots in grade school. I went to a catholic elementary school and the nuns there were (and I use this term lightly) Holy Terrors, most of them could have been NFL Linebackers. When I was in second or third grade I picked on the girls (like most of us probably did at that age) the one time I was picking on this little girl, who by the way gave as good as she got, a nun must have gotten tired of my antics and said if I wanted to pick on the girls that must mean I want to be like them so she made me wear a girls uniform to classes for about a week ( 5 days in a girls school jumper was traumatic to say the least to an 8 year old boy). fast forward to my teen years and now I like the girls and once in a while (as a form of arousal) I would handle or wear some of my sisters to things help become excited, but I learned, even back then, that Iliked the way I felt when wearing her clothes and did so until I got married. I didn't really dress when my wife was around because she really wasn't accepting of alternative lifestyles. After we divorced I went back to dressing because like I said I like the llook and feel of the clothes. So for me that is why I do it
