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
I must have been about 4 or 5-years old when mother first dressed me in my sisters clothes. While father was at work and older sister was at school, mother encouraged me to dress as a girl. As a teen, I was wearing one of mothers garter belts and a pair of her full-fashion seamed stockings. She came into my room and told me “You shouldn’t dress like that anymore, you father will not approve.” Well, I decided father doesn’t need to know or approve….teaching me to dress was the best thing mother ever taught me. I truly enjoy my life as a crossdresser.
Since I was a little girl , perhaps six years , it drove me crazy dream of using the whole ballerina kit: tutu, white stockings and be made up, my fantasy was never realized , but now I’m ready to be a beautiful ballerina someday.
Kisses, Ninna
I have always felt I was different as far as I can remember. What I do know is that on this site Lucille you have made me realize that there are a lot of me’s out there and now I know I am not alone. My first strong inclination was when I was in moms bedroom and I seen a beautiful pair of high heeled sandals. I could not resist the temptation to try them on. They were a perfect fit and I felt a rush like wow, I love this. Then one thing led to another and I really had a second world I was living in. As i got older I experimented with make up and dresses and most of all shoes. I was always watching other women to see what they were wearing, and needless to say it went back to the starting point. they had to be very sexy. I have a beautiful collection and you will not find anything like what I call tractor shoes. As I have made this journey I have tried and experimented only to find out that now that I have found your site I can see what I have been missing. Lucille, you put me over the top with all the information that I have seen and read. I have come around with larger breast and I love it. I also want to share with others that it cost me my marriage because I was trying to hide it by going to motels and just dressing up as a woman and driving around watching people look at me and even following me which finally got scary. I have no regrets because I feel free.
I knew it from a very early age. I was annoyed by what was between my legs. I would pull it back and hold it in my cheeks and one night found I could push my testes up- thus I discovered the art of tucking. I grew up in a VERY strict and religious household and because of this, I lived for many years thinking something was wrong with me. I hated the fact I found boys (and girls too, mind you) cute-to keep it clean. It was a sin and wrong on every level! Then I met a girl a few years ago who WANTED me to dress up and even bought me girl’s clothes. She found it sexy. Things came up and she walked out of my life, but it was then and there I realized who I was. I told my current wife when we met about my girly self, and even though she keeps my clothes and mentions “that side” once in a blue moon in a positive way, it kills her to see me even in female shorts and a guys t-shirt. Needless to say, I can’t explore my inner woman and it absolutely rips my heart to pieces. 🙁 I think about it everyday and is sometimes most of what’s on my mind. I don’t know what to do about it, but either way…I know my heart and I know who I am!
first time was when i was six my parents went out of town and my sitter spent a weekend before she arrived i went into my moms things a bra and panties plus a i dream jennie pj set my sitter came to my room to say hi and i thought she would die but she didnt but her and i loved every min oft
well my earliest memory of my gender confusion dates back 50+ years to when I was only 7 years old. During my every other day bath tub and shower, I would tuck and pirouette before the door mirror. One day my mother walked in while I was trying to look like myself, and her reaction left me with little doubt that this behavior was WRONG, BAD, SINFUL! Which really messed my little head up, as well as the next four plus decades I’m sure.
I’m nine months post-op now, and will always be grateful for whatever it was that finally “pushed me over the edge” three years ago when I decided enough was enough, that come what may I just had to give myself a chance to be me.
It has been three HARD long years, but worth every single moment of discomfort. I basically lost almost everything, my business, my home, my credit score, some friends and family. But I gained the most precious gift that I never knew I always wanted; the Lady in the mirror, Myself.
Lucille,
I am turning 58, but I have come out of my shell & I love toshop for female attire. When everyone was out (I have 2 brothers, no sisters). I use to swipe pairs of panties but I would dress up. I was born in late 1950’s (1957) so girdles and thigh high stockings were popular. On the block i lived on i found a ladies high heel. I was always told How cute I was & should have been a girl, by mother;s mother. I started buying pantyhose, panties, & i have a knack for guessing what ther bra size & cup size. I always knew I should have been female but at the time I did not know if I was crossdresser, Transvestite or Transgendered. Well I am transgendered, I wear nail polish on my toes, bought a vagina panty thong and love wearing pantyhose, thigh hi;s dresses,slips, night gowns when i sleep. Can’t wait to transform & become a FULL Time lady 24 hours a day, seven days a week. Thank You Lucille. PS I wear size 11 heels, size 7 panties & 38-C cup- bra. Because of a book called “Trueselves” this made me come to my realization. I need to find a psychologist so I can start my process of transforming. Thanks & this is Robin’s story. Love you
I remember being a young boy of 5 years and asked my mother if I could try on one of my sisters dresses when we were in that bathroom and I found it there in the clothes basket. Later when she went to university I tried on more of her clothes. Especially I loved the feeling of pantyhose and lined skirts. I wore everything, even her panties and bras. My mom and sister never found out.
When I met my wife I told her more and more and she knows now my femme side but don´t like to participate a lot. But she gives me time to dress when our children are absent. I love to be Marie-Christine, go out shopping and in restaurants but mostly allone. I would like to have more female (or male) friends to go out with.
Great goal. Mi entire life for a look like that . Dont wanna be supermodel or fashionist just a normal girl/lady now. Wow this outfit, serious ,girly…
Oh I forgot, and very professional looking
You look like a woman to me, and gorgeous
Hello Miss Marie-Christine, I am Joy. My story about how I started my Feminine side started by asking my mother the same question… I wish I lived by you. I would really like to be your friend.