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 remember starting to realize when I was around 5 yrs old. I remember at that age putting on my first dress. It was my 4 yr old sisters dress. I remember because my two sisters came into their room when I had the dress on. I jumped into their closet trying to hide. They saw me run into their closet and started yelling down to our mother that I was wearing their clothes. My mom said stop yelling or we would get a spanking. I tore off the dress as fast as I could and ran out of their room. I never got caught again. I learned how to hide it better.
Also remember at 9 yrs old during summer break, putting on another of my sisters dresses while being watched by a neighborhood mom up the street. I went home to dress and one of my sisters came back to the house. I again hid (successfully this time) but while taking off the dress (a pretty creamscicle color dress) really fast and putting my pants back on, I caught my boy parts in my zipper. Couldn’t get it out. It was caught so badly (still have the scar too), I had to go up to the mom watching us crying asking for help. She had to unzip over it again. Of course I was so embarrassed.
Hiya all! I remember loving the feel of a silky nylon parachute against my naked skin at around the age of 5-6. Then at age 7 one day I was running around in my backyard playing with some lil girls who decided to put one of their full slips and red lipstick on me. I loved it, that sensuous feel of the nylon against my skin as I ran around with them! I was hooked, I seeked out nylon and all womens clothing ever since!!:-)
U never know,truly, when your sister side will be needing to come to the forefront of your life. We tell ourselves that we will only let her out on weekends. Or on that drive for the business trip, or keepin her under wraps until we get that week off from work. She is a part of us we can not deny, no matter how hard we try. I have gone full time since January of this year 2015. My name is Christine and I am becoming a CNA and a better woman for it. However, I am still an individual who still loves working on cars and building electronics ( although my longer nails tend to get in the way) . But these are all still me. Never forget or give up who you are just to go from one stereotype to another. Remember,a girl can be a mechanic and a mechanic can be a girl. This goes for all the sisters, born or created. Never let others choose YOUR PATH. peace and love gurls
I have always known that I was more female then male. As far back as I can remember I would wear my Mothers and sisters panties, bra’s,dress, stockings, makeup,and anuthing feminine I could get my hands on. When I was in school I would wear panties under my cclothing and learn never to lead on that I was wearing them. this followed me through adulthood to today; however, now I would have no shame in family members, friends knoew that I want to be as much a woman as I can. The fanaseys that I would have when younger catching the sents of feminineoders, and the smell of flowers and freshly washed lenins would bring me to a world as a woman. For me there is no feeling better then to be wearing panties I love how they feel and I feel so femnin, so why not wear them all the time. HUGS to Luciel and all her transformation tips and help which has brought me to life as a woman and I am the happiest then I have ever been, I just love it so much.
Mikie
I was a teen when I realized that I have a girlie side. Since then the girl inside has come out with varying intensity. It was back in 2001 when I came out for good.
I was 4 or 5 when my mum yelled at me for asking how can I become a girl . She didn’t know how to deal with it and I knew not to ever ask again. I periodically had dreams in which I was a girl. Those dreams were serene and calm . I have always been aware of the dysphoria ! I began hrt 7 months ago at 46 years of age!
I was always the boy who liked to play with the girls instead of the other boys. My best friends were girls for the first 7 years of my life. I felt more closely connected with the girls instead of the boys in my class.
It wasn’t until I hit puberty that I noticed that I might have been in the wrong body. At the age of 12, I started sneaking into my mom’s bedroom to try on her clothes. I always loved the way women’s clothing made me feel.
Then one day, I got caught. My parents found a few of my moms clothes in my bedroom and they confronted me. Instead of telling them the hard truth (that I hadn’t yet fully realized) I chose to lie about my motivations and continue living as a boy.
Growing up in a conservative Christian home and community, I had thought of my female self as something evil inside of me. I spent years suppressing her and hiding my femininity from the world, but I always felt torn as I could never fully suppress my female self.
Recently, I confided in a close friend whose mindset was much more liberal than what I am used to for a Christian. She told me that I need to just be myself and that there was nothing wrong with me.
So here I am now at the age of 22 and I’m nearly ready to step out into the world as a woman rather than the man this body is genetically. I honestly don’t know how far I will go with body modifications, but for right now, I’m growing out my hair and occasionally dressing up in women’s clothing.
I’ve known since at least the age of 3- although I have a photo of me in a carriage as a baby wearng a girl’s hat. I love being Abby whenever I can.