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 started around ten when my mom asked me to get some laundry from the dryer in the basement. The feel of her warm silky nylon granny panties was enough to make hide them and try them on the next day after school. They felt amazing and I was hooked and it wasn’t long before I started wearing more.
Yes, I have to say as far as I know all my life. I have recollections from 5-7 and am remembering more all the time.
I got huge beltings. I look forward to setting up my own place now , i’m really enjoying being a girl finally.
I kind of new when I was about 12. My whole life my mom and everyone in my family has said I was supposed to be a girl. She even had a name picked out for me before I was born but I didn’t like it so I am not using it. I have always had a feminine shape u till a few years ago small waist and a big but. Steroids due to an accident ruined that. I have always had a little bit of a chest now getting bigger thanks to herbs. And long beautiful legs and eye lashes that cis women drool over. I. Just completely realized it or rather admited 2 years ago.
I’ve known since I was four because every time me and my brother would go to the store he’d get the boy toys and is go to the barbies and girl toys but it was later on when I knew I was meant to be a woman
I remember it was around 5 years old for me. My older brother was a very dominating boy and I always felt very feminine. I wasn’t allowed to do a lot of things that my brother was allowed to do, like play sports and go play boy things. I always played with the girls and felt more comfortable with them. I dreamed many times about being a girl! I loved their soft skin, long hair, their outfits and shoes! I always had to hide my female things from everyone, by the way…I had more than most women.still do!
Lovely story – great photo
I always dream awake like a girl,be a girl not like one ,i wish look as your picture. envy your femenine mood
Lucille,I have known I was a woman ever since I was 6 or 7years old,I started dressing in my oldest sisters clothes at that age and as I got older I started dressing in my mothers clothes,After I moved out on my own I bought my own female clothes,makeup and hygiene not to mention my own shoes,And I have been dressing up since that time.
I think I was around 8 or 9 when I felt I was a girl. It was a few years latter I was able to get dressed, and I felt Happy, Sad, Free, and Joy all at the same time. But it did not last because when I was dressed I went to the bathroom to put on make-up for the first time and my dad found me with my feet on the tub and streaching across to the sink so I could see myself in the mirror while holding lip stick. Needless to say my father was upset and he dragged me through the house to where my mother was and they both stripped me of my girly outfit. I was then sent to a srink, every Friday for a month. while at home my family and friends treated me like I had something uncurable. Shortly after this happened my father decided to move closer to he’s work in another town. I felt like my sib’s hated me because of the move. Even after years I still felt alone and not wanted. Growing up I really did not have any friends, I even got married but that did not last. I am living with a friend, but he does not know I like to dress up. So I have to do my dressing stuck in my room. Some day I hope (soon) I can get a place of my own so I can dress how I like and when I like.
Oh gosh, I’ve known since before I can remember…I guess you could say all my life. My parents have pics of me with “my” purse and long gloves. I remember being disappointed and a little upset when being told that we were leaving to go somewhere and that I should leave my purse at home! I also loved getting into mom’s clothes and using those tiny little Avon lipstick samples. I just love those memories!