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 was three or four and family was getting ready to go out. My mom was applying her makeup. I grabbed one of her Avon lipstick samples and applied it to myself. It was a beautiful red. I was so proud of myself, however my mom was not.
My earliest memory is of crawling out of a bed that I shared with my mother…I might have been as old as 3…and putting her platex bra on. The darn thing went around me 2+times! But I still remember that smell! Playtex rubber and mom.
I began actually dressing about 5…. in short, I’ve always known…… but with a Marine Drill Instructor for a dad? You can BET I kept it hidden (mostly) until after I married. I am a Transwoman And transitioned at 33… I’m 65 now, but wish I had done it sooner!
I’m an aged straight man. I love female beauty, on myself too.
My story: my girlfriend is an actress. I admire his newer and newer look. I helped get her props when, for example, we got everything for a geisha show from Japan via the internet, from katsura to okobo.
Once ten years ago, I kept a sari for a Christmas present in my closet. I saw on the internet how to get dressed. It won’t be easy at first without help. I suddenly tried it with an idea. I felt great in it.
Since then, I have enjoyed being able to create, photograph myself in a young women’s mask in the female beauty of different cultures and ages. Not just in my office or apartment.
I’m an aged straight man. I love female beauty, on myself too.
My story: my girlfriend is an actress. I admire his newer and newer look. I helped get her props when, for example, we got everything for a geisha show from Japan via the internet, from katsura to okobo.
Once ten years ago, I kept a sari for a Christmas present in my closet. I saw on the internet how to get dressed. It won’t be easy at first without help. I suddenly tried it with an idea. I felt great in it.
Since then, I have enjoyed being able to create, photograph myself in a young women’s mask in the female beauty of different cultures and ages. Not just in my office or apartment.
I have been crossdressing since i was 7 years old when i was molested and forced to dress. That way to appease my abuser, being dressed as a woman has had a calming affect on me all my life I was attracted to feminine thing played with the girls ,have had dreams were i am a women ,i fought it an caused alot of mental pain to myself because my family is not very receptive of my change , im seeing a therapist now and will be starting HRT treatment soon. And i feel 100% better now that i stay in a dress and except my reality i am a woman.
I think I started when I was 12, I wore my sister’s pantyhose. I really loved the feel of pantyhose. Then I wore a slip that she had. From there it just went further to panties and bra’s. Started buy my own Women’s cloths when I was 18
Wow, I wish my story was about having understanding family and friends like the previous reply. Maybe the age difference? I am the oldest grandchild on my mom’s side of the family. 2 brothers, the 3 of us are within 5 years of each other. My sister is 14 years younger and born in 1970. I knew by 8 or 9 that I was very different from the role I was expected to be. I just really really wanted to wear girly clothes. It was an extremely difficult time for me. It still hurts. I was always getting caught and my family didn’t know how to deal with it. Anyway, I was petrified shy of girls and women in general. I didn’t like boys either. I was an excellent runner and captain of a city championship soccer team. There really was no one I could confide in or talk to about it. I just kept getting caught. Threatened with having to see a psychiatrist, ostrisized and I felt very alone. When my parents separated, I was on a 10 day backpacking trip in the Olympic Mtn’s with my soccer coach and 3 other soccer players from my team. My coach had never married. He a elementary school teacher. He would have me stay with him on weekends. He let me drive his car, his boat. I smoked his cigarettes, drink beer and had me reading Playboy when I was 12-13. On the backpacking trip one guy got terribly sick. They all decided to go with him to make sure he made it back home. I was left alone 10 miles deep in the mountains and my coach wanted me to sleep with him. I didn’t, I stayed out in the cold all night and hiked out 10 miles in 1 day by myself. I waited at his car. He showed up when it was already dark. He was very pissed off but we said nothing. When I got home, my mom had everything moved out of our house and took my brothers and sister to live with my grandparents. Nothing was left. That’s when I got the keys to my mom’s car to take my sister to daycare and go grocery shopping. I still love wearing girly clothes though. Kisses
I first x-dressed when I was about 7 years of age. he first time I really liked wearing a dress, Inwould take off all my boy clothes and dress in the basement in the apt. building. I got caught by a girl inn apt #1 and she and I became good friends. She helped me dresss and we played as little girls with dolls, tea sets and stuff. Later when I turned 12 my mom saw I was effemininate and began to dress me as a girl quite frequently. Mom continued dressing me into my late teens. She knew I was a sissy and named me Melodie.
You were a very lucky, and loved girl