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
Although I didn’t understand at the time I did have an infatuation with nylons and makeup about 10 or 12 years old and later in my teens I was developing feelings for girls but they feelings were not the same as other boys seemed to talk about. Then I was too busy working on the family farm and the feelings subsided until finishing school. I moved to the city for employment and the feelings returned but I still didn’t understand why I found it more comfortable to befriend girls rather than develop intimate relationships although I did have a couple of long time relationships. While these were going on my feminine urges seemed to subside only to come back later and have strong at times but were suppressed as being improper. I early retired 3 years ago and now have a computer (I’m a little slow on some things) and time to follow up on the subject and now have a much better understanding of my feelings and am in a better, if somewhat restricted, position
to act on these urges and feelings. There you have it. I was unable
to watch the program as it was for US only and not Canada. I do so appreciate the info and assistance that you give.
What is this school everyone keeps talking about?
Hi, irealy like this video, i started dressing when i was 12 year old
we had this realy nice velvet red dress and i whent and tried it on with some lipstick.. wow that was great… after i stop for year
and the last seven year i been back into it. what work for me is listining to feminization hypnosis it keep you in the proper head space.. if not the male ego just comme in and get you back to point A… thank to lucille…. Charelle
I wasn’t really sure of myself image until much later in life but with the hours of therapy and resulting introspection I’ve known my whole life. I tried to hide it so much i nearly blocked it all out. I remember being very much in love with Supergirl and not for boyish reasons. I wanted to be her. I was 10-11 and was rocking a cabbage patch kid, borrowing my sisters clothes when i could and had an awesome poster of Supergirl in my bedroom. I was denied so many of my wants for a more feminine childhood. instead of learning the french horn and violin I received little-league, until I was dropped for writing poetry to my teammates. Instead of dance and tennis lessons my sisters received I was thrown into Judo and Aikido classes. so now I’m a girl who kicks butt. Instead of sewing class I was sent to typing class. back to writing poetry. When my desire was for theater, I received cartooning class. french class = wood shop, Art class = drafting class. It was kinda like my mom didn’t even understand proper English. I finally got into the closet of her choosing and camped out there until about 25 years later.
Thanks for posting this!
I would say that I first had realizations that I was different than what a boy is expected to be when I was around 6 or 7. I never could grasp why I should not like playing with “girl toys” as much as “boy toys.” I was made fun of for playing dolls and having natural feminine leanings as a child. I seemed to make closer bonds with girls as friends than with boys. Having girl friends there were occasions we would play with makeup and clothes. When I was about 10 I started trying on my step mom’s clothes. I would do this about any time they would leave the house for a long enough time. I started wishing I was a girl and even my first sexual feelings were imagining myself with a female body. I became somewhat androgynous in every way I could get away with it without too much ridicule or having to reveal that my real reason was to be as close to being a girl as possible. I was mortified by what male puberty was doing to my body. But, not wanting to be alone, labeled a freak and possibly being hurt I have tried to mask it or repress it most my life. I attempted transition at one point but found I wasn’t brave enough at the time. Now, I live part time express myself in two genders and have support from most of my friends and people I date.
I guess I some what always wanted to be a girl. When I was young I would play with boys but was always called a sissy since I wouldn’t play and do the rough and tumble games and such as the others did. I made friends much easier with most of the girls in my class rather than the boys. When I was a teen, I liked getting home from school a couple of hours before mom got home. I would try on her panties, stockings, slips, bras (which I dearly loved), and even her femimine pads. This time was so much fun and more importantly it felt so normal and right for me. I am now 30 and fortunate enough that when I talked to mom about becoming a woman. She was very supportive. I now wear bras and panties all the time. Thanks to Lucille’s program I am slowly growing a chest that the bras can support. Thanks so much.
I first noticed i had a fem side was the summer between 5th and 6th grades, and it was starting to be predominant during 6th grade. The summer between 6th and 7th grades, I was sneaking around in my mother’s things, and was already able to wear a 34A bra fully and properly. I would stand in front of the mirror (with and without shirt on) looking at myself thinking if this was me. During my jr high yrs, I was ridiculed and bashed constantly as being “gay” and had classmates and teachers telling me constantly “walk like a boy, not a girl….stop carrying your books like a sissy”. Today I still have a slight swing when i walk, and pretty much had to keep most of my fem side locked up for nearly 30 yrs, when I found I was bipolar in Dec ’99. After this time, and talking with psychs as part of my treatment, I was labeled with “gender dysphoria and gender identity crisis”. I started slowly pursuing my inner being, and today, though I still have to stay as male during work, I am fully Ashely away from work. Only problem where I am at now, is finding a stupid dr. that wont put morals between pt and license and get bk on my hormones, and start the program I recently downloaded from you Lucille.
Ashley,
not know what state you are in you might still be able to get a list of doctors that will help you for the UofU, there is always the option of pointing out that their job is to help people not judge them. I would bet any University that had a hospital they would be able to help good luck
Chantel
Well…Let’s see. So many other girls here have said the same thing I don’t think I have to repeat it. It started as soon as I saw that there was a difference between boys and girls. And I was on the wrong side. I knew I should’ve been a girl from about age 4. C’est la vie. The rest is a horror story. To all those out there that think that we are some kind of weird freaks who choose to dress like girls I say “You have no idea what you’re talking about so shut up.” If I could be granted a wish in life it would be one of two things. Either let me be happy as a male or make me female. I prefer the latter.
Dori
I first remember putting on girls clothing when I was four, but didn’t understand why it felt so right. Back then the only TG people you ever heard about were comedians(Jack benny, Flip Wilson)or dead hookers on cop shows. I secretly dressed up thoughout my childhood and teens. In college I looked up transvestite in a psychology course only to discover I was a “sexual deviant” I struggled with my secret through two marriages. After my second divorce in 2001 I started dressing whenever I was alone, which was a lot. Then I found a copy of Girl Talk magazine and for the first time in my life discovered I wasn’t alone. Shortly thereafter I was able to accept myself for who I am. The internet has been a godsend to the TG community and people like you are saints in our book!