I Like Dressing Up Like A Girl [I Want To Dress Up In Pretty Girly Stuff]
Maybe this is the wrong group but it seems appropriate.
I have been a "in the closet" cross-dresser for a long time and I was very confused about why I liked to dress as a woman my family was very disapproving (get to more on that later) but I still wanted nothing less but to embrace the feminine side of my self.
My family found out that I like to wear female under wear and flipped so I got a lot better at hiding them, my aunt was the most approving (sorta) she offered to buy it for me but I never had the courage to ask her to get it because of that the mental health doctors I went to believed I had transvestism fetishism which is Latin for someone who is sexually aroused by wearing woman's clothes. while this is slightly true I desperately wish to be a girl.
Now for the series of unfortunate events.
When I was living with my grandparents (lost my house long story) I found a wonderful lady named Violet she let me dress up at her house and I eventually worked up the nerve to go out in public as Valyrie.
After a few times (and learning not to wear high heels for long periods of time at least on the first extended session) I used to go over to her house and truly be me.
Then disaster struck as me and Violet were out shopping my mom saw me and recognized me. She told my grandparents and they kicked me out of the house, luckily Violet allowed me to stay there until her grandson was going to stay with her I had to vacate the room.
This led to me being homeless and long story shorter I got locked up for something I didn't do I was pressured into a plea deal.
During my forced stay at South Carolina correctional facilitys I was completely over come with the need to let my feminine side out (no I didn't become gay) I composed a long series of rules that I would follow when I stepped out of my male form. These rules pretty much demanded that if I dressed as a woman I would be stuck as a woman. Writing these helped me get through the time.
Now that I am out I live in fear of the same thing that happened with my grandparents will happen with the current housing situation so I am repressed still...
Thanks for listening to me complain and I hope the others who are "me too'ed" in this experience have had a MUCH easier time then I did/do
but good things happened too on this site I met a woman who listened to my plight and she had helped me soooo much and has brightened my outlook on life. If you're reading this miss L thank you soooooo much.
May the Goddess shine on you like she has me. Blessed Be.
Sincerely Valyrie ;-)
I have been a "in the closet" cross-dresser for a long time and I was very confused about why I liked to dress as a woman my family was very disapproving (get to more on that later) but I still wanted nothing less but to embrace the feminine side of my self.
My family found out that I like to wear female under wear and flipped so I got a lot better at hiding them, my aunt was the most approving (sorta) she offered to buy it for me but I never had the courage to ask her to get it because of that the mental health doctors I went to believed I had transvestism fetishism which is Latin for someone who is sexually aroused by wearing woman's clothes. while this is slightly true I desperately wish to be a girl.
Now for the series of unfortunate events.
When I was living with my grandparents (lost my house long story) I found a wonderful lady named Violet she let me dress up at her house and I eventually worked up the nerve to go out in public as Valyrie.
After a few times (and learning not to wear high heels for long periods of time at least on the first extended session) I used to go over to her house and truly be me.
Then disaster struck as me and Violet were out shopping my mom saw me and recognized me. She told my grandparents and they kicked me out of the house, luckily Violet allowed me to stay there until her grandson was going to stay with her I had to vacate the room.
This led to me being homeless and long story shorter I got locked up for something I didn't do I was pressured into a plea deal.
During my forced stay at South Carolina correctional facilitys I was completely over come with the need to let my feminine side out (no I didn't become gay) I composed a long series of rules that I would follow when I stepped out of my male form. These rules pretty much demanded that if I dressed as a woman I would be stuck as a woman. Writing these helped me get through the time.
Now that I am out I live in fear of the same thing that happened with my grandparents will happen with the current housing situation so I am repressed still...
Thanks for listening to me complain and I hope the others who are "me too'ed" in this experience have had a MUCH easier time then I did/do
but good things happened too on this site I met a woman who listened to my plight and she had helped me soooo much and has brightened my outlook on life. If you're reading this miss L thank you soooooo much.
May the Goddess shine on you like she has me. Blessed Be.
Sincerely Valyrie ;-)
36-40, T
