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 have always known ,but I have had to hide it. I live in a very traditional family that would not accept me.
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Hi Lucille,
Sorry to be boring! I was first aware from a relatively young age. I started crossdressing probably 9 or 10 (sorry can’t precisely remember), but I regularly raided my mum’s wardrobe when she was at work & I was home from school. Having just turned 60, I spend as much time as I can ‘ en femme’, but would like to take it further, in this current climate, I am not so sure- that is another story(!)
Gosh, I was 4 or 5 and was very shy. I was the baby of 4 with 2 older sisters and an older brother whom was perfect at everything. My mother stored my sisters old clothes in the basement which I found. I started trying on all their dresses and skirts and found them wonderful to wear. I felt relaxed and I was hooked. I loved it and I started to realize I should have been a girl. Most of my friends were girls and I played dress up with them often. However being 1964 I also realized I had to keep this quiet for obvious reasons. (I have written a few 10-15 page essays on my experiences and shared them on line in the mid 1990s and made friends). I went out into public for the first time in 1997 to a crossdresser club and then got accustomed to going into stores and restaurants after my friends draged me out of the house kicking and screaming. I
passed reasonably well half of the time. My wife helped with my makeup and gave advice. I told her from day one that I was a transvestite and that could not change who i was, EVER. She was cool with it and we had a lot of fun with it at first, but 20 years into it she got tired of it. She told me later on that she didnt really like it that much but new i could never change. I was kind enough to respect her needs and i didn’t go off the deep end and after 43 years of marriage i make time to be her husband. A Woman who knowingly marrys a transvestite typically are very intelligent, strong willed Alfa female who sets the rules. Just how I like it to be. I just wished she would force me to stay enfemme in order to try and make me change. She knows I would have only embraced the idea and she knew better
LOL. I shop with relative ease these days trying on clothes as a male mostly. I just ask the sales clerk if it would be ok and nearly (not all) every time it was fine. This whole story fills many chapters and I could write books on my experiences. I’m a bit of a perfectionist and at 65 blending into the crowd is still my goal as much as I love to wear soft, silky and colorful clothing to go prancing around town in. I retired recently and started buying dresses like I didn’t already have a closet full of them, and she got a little irritated with me but got over it. I purged a few times as a teenager and realized that it could get really expensive so I quit doing that in a big hurry. I maintain my own closet in another bedroom now as I run out of space with a dozen wigs. A dozen pairs of shoes and you name it. This experiment is still ongoing as I still love dressing as a woman and will always, and my wife and I still love each other, and tolerate one another. She hates it when I tell people am a lesbian. LOL
I knew at a very young age but fought it (it was the early 70’s and tv’s got the crap beat out of them)… by high school I struggled with keeping it hidden. Once into my 40’s I couldn’t hide it anymore.
It only occurred to me when aI was 46 some 21 Years ago when I went to a Well Known Women’s Clothes Store in the Lea Bridge Road Leyton and bought my First Own Girls Clothes, Skirts Dresses Lingerie Stockings Boobs Wig Nightware Shoes etc. I never really was One of the Boys I’d be the Only ONE to leave the Football Pitch at the end of The Game in a Clean Kit and as a Teenager in the 70’s My Younger Sister had often let me wear Her Lovely Little Short Navy Blue Wrap Over Pleated Gym Skirt whenever I wanted too! That 46th Birthday it All seemed to become Clear I was becoming The Real Me for The First Time in my Life!
I was around 6-7 when I first started doing “girly things” playing with girl things and wearing girl clothes
I always loved feminine things. As a child i didn’t have any awareness of gender boundaries. I just liked it and so i put it on. Makeup, shoes, jewelry. I didn’t know that it was “wrong” to wear clothes of the opposite gender. Then when I was about 10 years old, that’s when the ridicule and abuse began. Perhaps my parents decided to “man me up” when i didn’t grow out of it. I remember being confused about how i was being treated because i wasn’t aware that I was doing anything wrong.
A: Early High School. A boy was in the hallway with a pink bow in his hair. “I’d like to do that” I thought. Next day he was gone. Never saw him in school again. 37 years of marriage to my soulmate probably explained why I chose to incarnate as male (apparently my soul couldn’t conceive of lesbians). Even so, I held the housewife roll while she brought in most of the income. She has transitioned, but into spirit now. Blessings sweet people.