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 can not remember exactly when I first discovered that I have a very feminine side but I do know that I was in secondary school in year 7 at least. I used my sisters clothes and hid them under my bed and the nightdress in my pillow case so that I could change into it under my cover away from the prying eyes of my brother.
Reading the previous posts, I seem to be one of the very few late bloomer’s. I was about 50 when I learned I was really a girl. What I did know from as far back as I can remember was there was something about me that was different. I just didn’t know what it was. And of course I grew up without Internet and the average person didn’t discuss things of this nature openly. But now that I know, I think I am happier with myself than I have ever been.
Roni
I was about 5yrs old when I tyied on my mothers bra and a pair of her panties. It was when I was 15 yrs old when I really found out about myself and it kept on ballooning from their not to mention I look exactly like my mother as well. Looking like my mother has helped out alot with becoming a woman very glad I got her looks instead of my fathers.
Very young, 4-6yrs old? My female cousin made me wear her nightie and chased around her house and when she caught me she would viciously grind against my hips with her hips.
Later, about 10 yrs old my step sister and I had a wild sexual affair for a few years, when it stopped I was confused, alone and lost in emotion so I stole her under wear and started to pleasure myself, slowly adding other items as time went on, training bras, panty hose skirts etc.
When my mother caught me she beat the living shit out of me and humiliated me in front of my family effectively ostracizing me from family social life and activities.
So I just hid it better. But she always found inventive ways to catch me, like when I hid a sanitary napkin (unused) under my pillow she screamed and hit me and made sure the whole family heard the details.
I learned to hide my activities and retreat far enough inside myself to avoid the beatings with belts, getting choked while being held against the wall and literally being thrown across the dining room floor while family members sat idly by eating their dinner like nothing happened.
It wasn’t until she bought me a plane ticket at 18 yrs old and sent me across the country to live by myself that I was totally free to be myself.
Geez, reading back over this I am amazed I didn’t grow up to be a serial killer like Buffalo Bill in Silence of the Lambs.
I started to dress my mom underwear cloths when I was 9. I loved wearing one of her bra and a panty of withe color, of course, I used them when I was alone in home. Then I knew that I want to be a girl, in fact that some part of me is a girl. Of course, one day my mom catch me wearing one of her swimwear and after a long talk with my parents I promised not to do again, but I still being girl in part, and then I still wearing her cloths when all my family let me alone.
You are so lucky your mother decided to talk to you. Thank god you never suffered physical, emotional and psychological abuse at her hands.
Age 4. I can remember my mother once dressing me up when some of her girlfriends were visiting. They were all laughing but in my mind, it was a fantastic feeling and I thought to myself: “They think I am a girl”. When I asked my mother could I do it again sometime, I received a stern “NO!”. However, I was hooked, but had to do it in private. She finally found out when I was 17 and was furious. In my 20’s and 30’s I dressed fairly frequently, including gping out in public. Then followed many years in the closet, until 2007 and have been very “out” since then.
I tried my mom’s dresses and underwear when I was bout 10 and later I used my sister’s underwear and dresses there too. I have always felt that my gender was wrong and have worked to get to a point that most women can’t see me as anything than a woman.
13, so not too long ago. I can’t even try to present as female yet, but I’m working on it 🙂
I only told my parents a couple of weeks ago, so it’s been hard to try and do anything. Is there something I could do to help them accept the way I am?