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Many of us, when asked the question of who you would wish to be, would without hesitation push that symbolic button and wake the next morning as a girl, a female as your unique DNA coding dictates. Your role models have been mostly women and it is them, not the average man, whom you wanted to emulate and have studied carefully.

You wore and transformed yourself to feel as a girl with those soft feminine garments. You imagined having full female breasts and a lovely vagina between your legs. But all to quickly the time passed and you had to return to wearing that mask of him. But it did not change how you felt. An important essential part of you was hidden away and she has been a real girlfriends tumblr voice in your ear. He has also become a part of me along with my girl inside. So when the opportunity came along to walk outside the door wearing her clothes you took it, as you weighted the consequences carefully.

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But unlike having a button to push, change your male body into a female with a vagina and fuller breasts, you had to compromise. You still have this male body. And all this time, for myself many many decades, he had also become part of you as he has always been from the beginning in your male body. You feel her in the clothes you ware, even your feminine lingerie hidden from prying eyes. You show her in your feminine ear rings and necklace.

Your long hair is that crown on your head and symbolic of your femininity. Maybe you also ware makeup, something I have yet to master successfully without looking like some clown. Your unique blend of femininity and masculinity is that reflection of your heart you can feel as your true self. The sex of the body you were born in does not define you either. However you decide to transition, even if this is just a between stage on your journey, your still valid and worthy of respect. What are you passionate about or strongly attracted to in this life?

What makes you get up early in the morning and push past being tired, maybe break the rules or set aside time you should be doing something else, to undertake? Living your passions in life is special. Your gifts and talents can drive you to be curious about something, maybe sometimes like a moth to a flame. So maybe you do it in secret because if it were made public there might be consequences you are not ready to deal with. But maybe deep down you wanted those consequences, sooner than later. For myself the feminine has always been my secret passion.

Secret because when I was much younger, those messages society gave, religious dogma saying it was a sin, being told…. Those real girlfriends tumblr female deated clothes.

The reasons why you got to this point are your own. What you do about it should be what you decide. You might crossdress just as an experiment, for playtime, for power play, doing something you were told is forbidden to males, or that you love humiliation. There are many reasons. But maybe for you, like myself, inside is an identity that longs to be seen. For you it not crossdressing. You hate humiliation.

That wearing female clothes reveals a part of your gender identity.

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Maybe for you if you could push a button and replace your body with a female one you would without hesitation. Confession is this case is honesty. And I truly believe honestly is the best course and can lead you on a path to the best outcome. Most of you never feel this feeling of being different from others. But as I grew up I more strongly related to the females in my life than the males. I saw how females dressed and how males dressed and I more strongly wanted to emulate the girls and women in my life.

That shadow you see on the wall was that feeling of her in my life, of wanting to be her and not him. And for those of you who say this was about how I was nurtured think again.

It was not. It did play a role I grant you. But I had male role models also. Deep down I felt different from the very beginning.

I have always been attracted to the feminine more strongly than the masculine. No one dressed me in girls clothes and I got addicted. I knew what I really looked like in the mirror. They are feminine clothes and not masculine clothes. But that did not stop me from wanting to grow out my hair, even hair dye at one point with the help of my mother. Everybody just laughed at them, like drag queen entertainers, like it was so stupid for a male to dress in female deated clothes.

No one in their right mind would do that because it was so humiliating to do so. And it was made clear it was a mental illness to crossdress in those days, that look of a male in female clothes. But that did not stop me wanting to dress in secret, a secret I guarded very real girlfriends tumblr. The why I felt this way, the why I was attracted to feminine clothes like a moth to a flame, was unknown to me. I knew I was not attracted to men, as my mother once asked if I was gay when she caught me dressed in her clothes.

But at the time why a male would crossdress was not common knowledge. It was considered a mental illness, which could be treated by electroshock therapy to cure you of this deviant behavior. But again I could not explain to myself much less a therapist as to why I felt this need. I could not understand if I was really a woman inside a man like Christine Jorgensen. Although I did try my best to live as the male I was told I was, to wear that mask and purge these undesirable deviant feelings.

I had my own purge of some clothes I had. But as time went on it was clear these feelings were not going away. I had to dress, to try to quench for a time my desire to feel real girlfriends tumblr her in secret, to feel female if only for a short time. And so my quest to understand the why began in earnest. Today, many decades later, I know most of the why thanks to the internet. The stories of other persons similar to myself, who have made their own unique and special journey exploring their gender identity, has been part of my guide.

Where I go from here is I hope professional gender counseling, something I have wanted but could not afford.

And if my body can handle it, at over sixty years, HRT. And maybe with castration so I feel calmer without the testosterone and require less estrogen to feminize my body. My health will always drive my decisions, but with up to date information in Standards of Care - WPATHnot data from forty years ago, or other sources, which was full of bias about transgender persons. A neovagina would be best but pricey with medical costs so high.

And what is left of my penis would become my clit, maybe a penectomy. In a perfect world I would push a button and wake up in a female body with all the bells and whistles.

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Saying to all…. Who are you to judge who we are, who we should be? Respect us. Let us dress how we feel inside, how we were made to feel life without ridicule. We have grown up with the concept of the gender binary, males masculine and females feminine.

Your own gender identity can often walk the line between the feminine and the masculine, your own unique reflection on that gender rainbow.