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 remember how it started with wanting to put on my sisters petticoats and look at myself in a mirror. I think that I was about 8 or 9 years old.
One day I stayed home from school and was alone in the house and that’s the first time that I actually got dressed in her panties and bra and put on a skirt and blouse then put on a wig and lipstick.
I couldn’t believe how good that I looked and felt walking around the house and that’s the day that I became Janine.
I’ve never wanted to give up dressing up as a girl and through the years I’ve learned to dress and put on makeup so that I can pass as a female and nobody knows that I’m anything but a girl.
I’ve got quite a collection of womens clothing and accessories to complamate the way that I want to look.
I love being a girl and enjoying the way that I look and feel when I’m Janine.
iam a fetish crossdresser because i just wasnt able to go farther now i want do dress the way i want and im doing it more….what is it like to walk in public as a woman in nylons and heels?
about age 3 maby4 years of age I knew I liked girl clothes used to were my sisters all the time no one made a big deal of it back then
I was very young…about age 4 when I knew I wasn’t like any boy I knew of. I have always identified with girls more than boys. But back in ’67, things just were never shown or talked about, so I didn’t know what was wrong untill I was a teenager. I was so jealous of the girls as they became young women and I wasn’t. I was so happy to know what the problem was….only thing is it wasn’t a problem. Untill a few months ago ,I’ve lived as a heterosexual male. I came out 3/months ago to my mother. She is helping me to learn what I should have learned as a little girl. I’m currently looking for a therapist so I can be on hormones and transition into the woman I know I was born to be.
I knew there was something not right when I was 6 and like most of my trans sister’s I prayed every night I would wake up as a girl. At the age of 9 I started cross dressing and I knew I was a girl in the wrong body. The best thing I ever heard was when I was 13 and my best friend told me I could have a srs and be a girl just like her. I’ve never stopped or ever want to stop being a female my goal is to have srs. I love being a girl
I was by early age wish to be a girl.but when I was 15 yr old my neighbourhood hairy man always come to my home when I was alone and used to kiss me on my cheeks, he took me in his lap and crushed me.I was so enjoyed being like a beautiful girl. I don’t have body hair.he used to play with my pony tails & small studs of my ears.
I’ve known since my earliest memories, and by 6 years old it was something that I prayed about every night, and thought about all the time. I would constantly be policing my body language, and how I spoke because I saw from an early age how effeminate\gay males were treated and talked about, and I was thinking if that’s what they think about that what would they do and say about me saying I’m really a female\girl and
not the male\boy they think. My Mom was very anti-gay and spoke terribly about her gay cousin, and made fun of him. So I was terrified to talk about it, and yet at the same time I was desperate to tell someone. Finally at 23 I just couldn’t take it anymore and imagining myself at the age of 55/65 or on my deathbed I thought I don’t want that regret of not knowing if how I felt was true\right. Then I did research on
transsexualism and found that the research is strongly indicating and showing that transsexualism is another form of intersexuality whereby a person is born with only an intersexed brain, and so that along with other research I was reading it helped me to understand why I felt the way I did for my entire life, and that I was not crazy nor did I have mental disorder. I had gender dysphoria for sure because I remember coming so close so many times of cutting off my penis and part of what was driving that
wasn’t just the gender dysphoria, but also me wanting to desperately tell someone how I really felt and what was really going on with me. Getting on cross sex HRT confirmed it for me because how I felt on HRT versus not being on was night and day, which again makes sense if one has an intersex brain.
Bonjour.
mille merci pour votre immense aide.
depuis toute petite je me sentais fille, dans ma personnalité, mes jeux, mon gestuel…
mais, pour me forcer à rester garçon, mes parents me punissaient très sévèrement en m’attachant par une corde contre un clou fixé au mur; et me frappant avec une autre corde mouillée….
avec de tels tortures, et au fil des années; j’étais obligé à me soumettre à leur volonté.
aussi la vie dans la rue m’obligeait à rester masculine pour me défendre.
arrivée à 30 ans; je suis enfin née: FEMME; car j’ai pu me créer un univers tout petit: un appartement sécurisé.
enfin là, je volais les quelques instants de ma vérité féminine, derrière les volets fermés. cachée mais vivante.
merci beaucoup de m’avoir offrir l’occasion pour ouvrir mon cœur quelques secondes.
AMOUR
Thinking back through all those decades I must have been six or seven years old when I discovered the soft and fragrant items in my mother’s lingerie drawers. The girdles, bras, and stockings intoxicated me with their feminine scent and silky soft feel against my own hairless skin. I was hooked! One time I even stole a pair of her stockings, and though she didn’t say anything about it she must have found them because they disappeared from their hiding place. 🙂
I’ve gone through many stages in the “T” world since then but no matter what I still enjoy the feel of lingerie on my body. It just feels right for me. – Donna