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
It’s almost like I knew since I was born. Didn’t bother me until I was in middle school, but I never knew the reason. Being the avid reader I am, I looked everywhere to find out why, and here I am now. ^-^
I was about six years old when I asked to wear my sister dress. They didn’t let me. Once I got out of the service I started wearing female underwear at all times. Started to wear female outer wear after I got married
As a child I would try on girls cloths,I my teens I would put on mothers dress & walk outside at night.when I was married I would put on the wife’s under close an dresses.One holloween my wife & ants dressed me up like a girl,wig nylons dress heels makeup everything and we went to a pardy at my brothers house We had so much fun,my other brother made a pass at me I told him who I was he was shocked.I see it as good times.I got devorced and I live alone now so I live my life as a women 100%.I go shopping in a skirt and I am not afriad any more.I get some smarks some nice comments like you look beautiful or pretty.I never had so much fun.thank you Lucille
My Mom knew I was “different” from most boys, more sensitive and “bookish” from a very early age. We moved into a new development of homes when I was 7 and being born in 1946 there were many boys and girls my same age. I was slow to play with the boys and started playing with the girl (also 7) across the street instead, the first summer or two often all day. Sometimes she would play “dress up” as a grown woman with clothes and she encouraged me to join her. Eventually we were fully decked out, and when her Mom wasn’t home, including her Mom’s make-up and lipstick. We put apples in our chests for breasts. She told me I looked great and I told her the same. It gave me a special feeling I didn’t get any other way, that I later realized was a sexual turn-on. We had great fun and regularly did this for half a day at a time. It was on her enclosed patio with curtains and a sort of tent-like enclosure with lots of spare clothes, so we had pretty good privacy. But one day my Dad came looking for me and I looked up in full dress and lipstick and he was standing at the door staring at me through the window. I can’t remember if he whipped me for this or not, but I think he spoke to her Mom, because soon she was saying I couldn’t be there when she wasn’t and the dress-up thing was stopped. I pleaded with my “girlfriend” to continue with it, but she had strict orders no to. I never stopped missing it. I’ve often wondered if my friend remembered it as I did and still do.
About 18 years ago I started wearing nylons, panties and bra when alone all day for a time. About a year ago I got the urge to complete an entire outfit and wear it in public, which I’ve done. I’ve never felt guilty about this, then or since. I simply don’t see anything wrong with it.
P.S. I meant to say that by the 9th grade the girl in question was already becoming a beautiful and curvaciously alluring young lady and in high school there was an on-going parade of young men in sport coats and ties taking her out. Then I REALLY wondered if she remembered!! (LOL).
When i was 9. i am now 49. I’ve been through 3marriages and countless relationships. I’ve felt cheated all my life. i wanted to be the one bareing my children . i still would if it where. possible . now i ready to make a complete transformation and become a real woman .NO MORE HIDING!!!!
I first realized I wasnt like all the other kids growing up when I was about 7, I enjoying playing with my sisters toys, and would even try to sneak in an article of girls clothing when i went to school. Later down the road I suppressed my feelings in fear that I would be bullied and/or hurt my family ( neither helped by the way ). I threw myself into all the male things i could think of doing i.e. sports, cars, military, etc.. to hide my true self, and eventually it came to the point of suppressing my true identity with drugs and alcohol. I basically spiraled out of control because of this and even thought about suicide a few times, that was until I met my friend allanah. She convinced me to start living life as I saw myself and not worry about what others thought. That little gesture helped me come out of my shell 100% for the first time in my life, now at 31 I’ve officially started transitioning, and couldn’t be happier. I just wish I would’ve had the courage to stand up and say something when i was still a kid, maybe then I wouldnt have went thru all the things I did trying to hide my true self.
I started to feel that I was in the wrong body in early middle school. Before that I hadn’t really noticed a difference between male and female so it never registered until that point. Sadly I was ashamed of it and felt it was wrong for me to feel that way. So I locked those feelings away and repressed it. In high school I stumbled upon a documentary about transgendered women and remember wanting to run away from my family and start over as a woman. Instead I quashed those feelings back down and kept living with a mask. I’m 23 now, and I finally am ready to be 100% myself and not just 85%.
I do have to say I never tried on women’s clothes until I became an adult because I was too afraid someone would catch me.
Maybe around 5-6, when playing with other kids I really got along better with the girls style of play, (it hurt a lot less :), a short time later I actually asked my parents to buy me some girl’s shoes, which resulted in a funny look (no, i did not get the shoes 🙁