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
We had moved house when I was 7 and until then I hadn’t done anything feminine that I can remember. I was 8 or 9 when I started to dress up. I tried on a half slip when no one was home and felt so feminine, I couldn’t wait to try it on again. As I got older I was trying on all the pretties things I could find and would sit in front of the dressing table mirror and try makeup. My mother had made a dress and was getting my grandmother to pin it up for her and she asked me to put the dress on as I had to stand on a coffee table. It was a lovely feeling standing in front of my mother in a dress, I think she knew I was feminine but I never sat and talked to her about how I felt.
In moment of madness a few years ago I changed my Facebook profile from male to female, I haven’t fully come out or living how I would like to but you never know I may have another moment of madness one day
Robyn xoxox
Unlike many here, I did not figure it out until age 55. Though perhaps as early as 10, I felt like I didn’t belong – but didn’t realize that I didn’t fit as male. But even in 1st marriage, at 20, I sometimes had trouble sexually. All my life, my friends were female. I cried fairly often. Sometimes in high school i was accused of being gay. I got picked on a lot.
I’m pretty sure at about 3 years old and going on I realized I was different somehow. I remember wanting to wear my sisters skirt and have makeup put on me at that age…..and I was very passive and preferred to be around girls…but felt like something was wrong with me. People made me feel like there was….anyway.
I new around 9 years old. I loved wearing my gram mothers nylon stockings , I would make a skirt out of a plastic trash bag , they felt so good on. now 48 years later I love wearing nylon panties, bra, pantyhose, blouse, skirt, a real one and high heels….I wish I could wear these all day long and every day of the week……
If you have to put a age on it I would say around 5. I remember playing with my dolls and playing dress up at that age so that’s probably my earliest memory. I always loved it but when I started getting older I was forced to be a boy lmao. That didn’t last, I hated it but I done my best even going so far as to have children.. I love them dearly and so thankful for them. They refer to me as she and her and momma. I’m so happy to be me even if it did cost me some family and friends but the ones I have gained triple the number of people lost. Xoxo
Discovering those soft nylon brief panties at a very young age and the electricity it sent thru my young body .I got the nerve at 12 to dress in panties bra and slip and invite my friend over to play with me He got really excited so did I
at age 8or10 I felt something was up ! I found a pare of panties and stared to wear them, later the girl next door was my size she left her swim wear out . i just had to have it ,kept for years. thinking that i was the only one,tell i read a story about jorgenson been very happy since.most days now am dress all day .love it ,in montana
I did not realize fully until later in life (mid fifties). I was effeminate very young, but that was not allowed when I grew up. I was amazingly deeply repressed. In school I was always uncomfortable in any situation where I had to go shirtless. I had dreams since I was a teenager about me being a woman, and they got more vivid as I got older. They finally got bad enough that it combined with a triggering event to make me seek help. That is when I discovered who I really am. I am so much happier!!!!