Age is a popular topic around here and I’m occasionally asked…
“Am I too old to crossdress?” or “Am I too old to transition as a transgender woman?”
My response?
NO, of course not!
Whether you are a so-called mature crossdresser – or an older MTF woman beginning her transition – it is NEVER too late to be your true female self.
I believe that the true desires or your heart are meant to be expressed – no matter how long they’ve been buried.
Is it true that your age may have an impact on hormone therapy or surgery? Yes, that’s possible. But a good doctor will guide you on your best and safest options.
The fact remains that you can transition and/or present yourself as a woman at any point in life.
In fact, embracing your feminine side can give you a whole new lease on life…
I see it all the time: People seem to grow years younger when they make the decision to be themselves fully.
Having the courage to express your true self also inspires others to do the same. The world needs more of this!
In the words of Laverne Cox:
“It is revolutionary for any trans person to choose to be seen and visible in a world that tells us we should not exist.”
I’ll say it again: You are NEVER too old to be your true female self.
So, I encourage you to take that next step and do whatever it is that you’ve been holding back on.
You deserve it. And it’s not too late!
Do you agree that age is just a number?
Now I’d love to hear from YOU on this topic…
How old were you when you decided to fully embrace your female self? (Or are you still waiting?)
Let’s continue the conversation in the comments below!
Love,
Lucille
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As I remember my first time cross dressing- and that was many, many, and even MORE years ago- I had no thoughts of whether it was right or wrong. It felt natural and normal and especially, FUN to wear a gingham dress that I think belonged to a cousin. I was around 5 or 6. it was summer and I just out of the blue asked my mother if I could dress like a girl. It was a beautiful, warm summer day and me in that blue dress did everything a normal male kid would do. I ran around, I climbed trees, and everything else a normal kid would do. Then, my mother told my father when he came home from work and his belt came off. I was the recipient of a very enthusiastic whoopin’! No explanations, just the whoopin’. LOL But from then on, I wasn’t allowed to dress like a girl except on Halloween.
My family and I visited some relatives and we were given a cheerleader’s costume which I was to wear to the next Halloween party some months in the future. In the mean time, I think I was allowed to wear that costume twice more before the party.
That Halloween was so much fun! I wore that cheerleader costume with some makeup and a long blonde wig. Truth be told, I won first prize for the prettiest! Everyone was astonished when I took off the wig and revealed to everyone there I was a boy!
After that there were no more escapades with me dressed enfemme except for the times when I was finally old enough to stay home by myself. Mom’s and my sister’s closets and the hamper were now adventurous places to explore.
This went on for several years before I embarked on a self-imposed hiatus from wearing female attire. Eventually, I forgot about my feminine desires and finished high school, joined the US Air Force, went to college and married my college sweetheart. All went well for several years and we had a wonderful daughter. That was until one Sunday morning, the smart-ass in me took over. That morning, I dressed in my wife’s lingerie as nothing more than a joke. I put on the bustier, stockings, and heels she wore the night before, put on some music, started dancing, and called her into the bedroom.
Her reaction? Have any of you ever seen a real, live conniption? She went absolutely ballistic! I’m talking hydrogen bomb here! From then on I was on the receiving end of a very abusive marriage. I eventually divorced her and went on with my life. I still have a great relationship with my daughter although she does not know about that instance.
In the intervening years until this day, I have become aware that I am, in fact, female inside. I dress all the time at home, and I have been known to go out when I feel like it. At 56 years old, those times have gotten more infrequent. I am comfortable with who and what I am although my job precludes me from expressing as female, but what’s in clothing anyway? My whole point of this “diatribe” is accepting yourself as the female you are inside, and in just as in many career fields there are out there where women have to dress in pants and shirts, they are still females.
So what’s the issue with some of us who think they HAVE to dress in skirts to feel feminine? If you feel like a girl, then you ARE a girl. Girls like us should NOT have to depend on clothing to delineate who we really are. YES! Going out in a cute outfit is the cat’s ass! I personally LOVE it! And I always over-dress for the venue. LOL
But in everyday life that’s not always possible. But my thinking and my acceptance of myself, and my LOVE for who and what I am revolves around my mindset. If you believe you’re a girl, then you ARE a girl. One doesn’t need to wear dress to prove that to themselves.
Enough of this diatribe, girls. It took me long enough to get a point across.
Gayle
hi luicille iam 67 . i started went i was12 ibeen with yousince 05 icannot grow beasts so i inhanders i am c. ido pass as woman i have5 wigs
Well, I started less tan 2 years ago, when I accepted myself as transgender. I was 25 at that moment.
But starting the transition per se, it was 10 months ago, when I went to see a therapist. Yesterday (at 26, 27 in June) I started taking strogen, with the aproval of my endocrynologist.
I started feeling female when I was 6 years old, so there were 19 years in between. Whenever I saw at news about a teen transgender, I felt so jealeous (even now I feel it sometimes, but not so strong) because I really wanted to transition since I was a kid, but never accepted that fact, and thus I let time to pass by.
My point is, when I accepted myself as transgender, one of the first thoughts I had was asking myself if not too old too do that.
I arrived at a simple answer, and that is, no I’m not. I knew on the internet several transexual people that started their transition way after me (talking about age, not dates) and still looked gorgeous (and int the ftm case, really handsome).
I will not recomend hormones ans surgery if you’re of a certain age, because if your heart is not in it’s bets days, it maybe not capable of handling the blood pressure changes that the hormomnes gives. But that doesn’t mean you can’t transition at all, you can still do other things.
Wel, that’s all I have today 🙂
Have a nice day.
Estrogen can be a ride, hun. Let me tell you!
It can be hard on you emotionally.
It certainly was for me in beginning.
But let the joy of knowing that your inner you is coming out.
Love it. Embrace it. Be confident and happy!
Luv Luv Luv
I have enjoyed your blog for three years. You give great advice. For sure it is never too late. While transgendered since my earliest memories, I only came out to friends and significant others 20 years ago. Finally I began hormones 3 years ago, and came out full time shortly thereafter. To me it was the perfect timing, even though I turned 70 a couple of months ago. So much ahead. Just let it flow!
XO Haley
Dear Lucille, The only trouble I have is not being able to visit you in person so I can attend your classes to help me become a more complete woman. I thank you for what you do for us.
Respectfully,
Shirley Owen
I knew I was a girl from the time I was 8 years old. But because I was raised in a conservative Christian home I could only dream of transitioning to become my true self. After both my parents died (mom in 1984, daddy in 2008), I was able to fulfill my lifelong dream. I started transitioning (part-time) in 2009 when I was 59 years old, culminating in my SRS when I was 61 years old in 2011. I am now who I truly am and couldn’t be happier. I would like to have transitioned when I was younger but am glad I never gave up hope. I am overjoyed that I can live the remaining years of my life as the woman I have always been.
Hi Lucille,
I began in earnest about 11 years ago, but have been interested all my life. My fem wardrobe is four times the size of my Alter Ego’s and I dress the way I do because it makes me feel great.
I’m a couple of months off 72. This is not my most flattering photo, but it’s the most recent. It was taken in October last year when I was 71. You be the judge – I dress modern, fashionable and completely forget about my age. I just wear what I feel good in. All my dresses and skirts are above the knee or knee height and I don’t use breast forms thanks to your Flat to fem program.
Love,
Demmy
I was 15 when I first started cross dressing 35 when decided to transition, now 37.