I’ve observed that many crossdressers and transgender women recognize their gender identity at a young age. For some, it’s an early realization, while for others, it unfolds later in life.
I’m curious about your experience…
When did you first realize you were female or had a feminine side? Was this something you felt as a child, or did it develop over time?
I’d love to hear your story! Feel free share your thoughts in the comments below!
Love,
Lucille
It was in my teens – early teens, mind. Very confusing, very secret, yet at some level I knew it was right…
third grade
from the age of 9/10 some times i use to wear my mom s clothings for playing in house. But after age it excited me to wear it continue till now.
I too knew when I was 8. Beginning when I was 10, I discovered the joy of dressing in my younger sister’s clothes – secretly. Over the years, I had periods when I dresseds and sometimes went years not dressing.
I knew that I should have been raised as a girl, but in those “dark ages” I didn’t have the courage, or the knowledge, to ask my mom about my condition. Growing up with two sisters was heavenly. Many hours were spent playing with them, their dolls and just having fun doing girly things. They were very kind to me even though they knew I was different.
I too am still closeted, and my hours spent dressing have diminished as I’ved aged. But I think and dream about how different my life would have been had my mom helped me transition when I was pre-adolescent.
Funny how some of us are late bloomers when it comes to making a move. I myself have had the same problem before I made up my mind. The feeling of being a woman will never leave, trust me
I can remember being in Kindergarten and 1st grade and wondering why I couldn’t dress like the girls in my classes. I was SO jealous of their pretty dresses and little black shoes…
A few years later, age still in single digits, my parents used to go shopping ‘uptown’ on a Friday or Saturday night. We lived in a small town, and that was the thing to do. LOL!
We would often run into someone my father worked with and they would ask who I was. Dad would tell them I was his youngest son. And I can still remember the co-workers saying, “By golly! He’d make an awful pretty little girl!” This happened several times with different men my Dad worked with.
And I’d think, ‘Don’t they know I’m a boy?” Now, 60 years later, I have to wonder, “Were they seeing something in me that I didn’t know about at the time?”
Of course, all these people are no longer with us, but just imagine what they might say if they saw me today!
Gerri
Very early in life maybe about 6 or 8 when I used to try on my step sisters panties and bras. Ever since then it has always been there even though sometimes I have suppressed it for a few years. Now I am older and even though I am still closeted I enjoy my time as Glenda
I first realized I was different when I was 8. I felt different from everyone else and wondered why I looked like a boy, even though I felt like a girl. I have been struggling to be the person I felt I was all my life and I am now on the road to complete that journey!
It is my goal to live full-time as the woman I feel I am by the time Thanksgiving is here and never look back. I now practicing makeup and trying to find a style that suits my personality, simple & elegant. I don’t do this for show, this is my life!
For me it was my mom’s cloth’s as i have no sisters and i was 12 or 13 i was about 15 when i dared wear make up, i have tried to stop on many times but always go back to dressing, i have never told anyone not even my wife and feel i never could.. thanks for the opportunity to share, love Julie