Firstly I must say thanks to Jo for letting her recycle the questions from her blog You can read her original article here.
How long have you been dressing up as a girl?
On and off – for quite a long time. My earliest recollection would be when I was at primary school. What’s that? About 8 or 10 or so? I don’t know why but I remember getting ready for bed and seeing a pair of mum’s tights fresh out of the laundry. I can remember wondering what the felt like and reaching for them… Ahhh, so began a drift to the Dark Side. 🙂
After that, wanting to dress up or being interested in girls’ – and later womens’ – clothes never went away. Sure, you can try and *ignore* your interest, but if you’re honest, the want to dress up never goes away.
Do you want to be a girl?
In my teenage years I was very, very confused and wondered just where this cross dressing would take me. Would I want to become a woman? After a lot of soul searching, I realised that I didn’t. I’m quite happy being a bloke. The wages are better, you get to play with lots of toys and clothing/grooming is soooo much easier. 🙂
I just liked the name. It’s as simple as that.
Are you gay?
I always find this a bit of an odd question. Why would a guy, who likes to wear dresses and make-up be gay? Isn’t the stereotype that gay men are attracted to macho types? If that were the case, I’d not be showing myself in my best light would I?
Am I skirting the question? No, and I will say this: to deny being gay so ardently (as some men – and trans folk – are prone to do) – to me at least, implies that there’s something wrong with being gay. This is going to sound awfully PC, but quite frankly, I don’t give a sh** if you’re straight, bi or gay. Who am I to judge your life? Love is love.
Does anyone else know?
Yes. My wife, my mum, two t-girls I’ve met online & IRL plus an old friend from University.
As I already mentioned, during my teenage years there was much confusion. I came out – so to speak – to my Mum when I was 18. It was horrible. I felt so very ashamed and guilty. The guilt was that I’d worn her and my sister’s clothes on occasion without permission. That’s kinda creepy, but what’s a young trans person to do? We had a lot of tears although she thinks “I quit” when I had a chuck out at University.
After throwing what few clothes I had away, I met a very nice young lady at University – now the Ever Lovely Mrs J – who, obviously, I married. She knew that I had dressed up, but at the time I’d purged everything and was on the *ahem* straight and narrow. That phase lasted about two years. She would go out once a week to visit her folks. That would leave me with run of the house and access to a bag of clothes destined to go to charity…..
I managed to keep the lid on things until I started a new job in the late 90s. That job was awful and I’m afraid to say that I used my cross dressing as a stress valve. I started to collect my own clothes and went out to a support group. I came out to Mrs J. a week later. Initially, she took it well, but it remains an occasional shadow on our relationship.
What do you get from the experience?
Sometimes joy, excitement, or even disappointment, but mainly: peace. I feel happy and relaxed when I get to dress up.
Do you get aroused by it?
I find this question very hard to answer. If I’m honest, I have to say that sometimes, yes I do find it a turn on. It’s not the cross-dressing that makes me excited, and this’ll sound nuts – it’s the actually feeling pretty that makes me feel good. Does that make sense? In my youth, just thinking about stockings was enough to – as Peter Cook would say – “give me the ‘orn“. In later years I find this much less so, although dressing up – while not sexually exciting – is still fun.
How do you find out how to dress, how to do your make up etc?
Studying other women; trial and error; watching YouTube, reading women’s mags; researching make-up and clothes on the Internet.
Have you ever been out dressed?
Yes, on a few occasions, but they are few and far between. There’s no score card for this and it’s not a p***ing contest by any means.
I think Matalan should have a trans discount card, it seems to be a Mecca for t-girls throughout the UK. 🙂
Could you stop?
I doubt it. I’ve tried and for me at least, it just doesn’t work. Why lie to yourself and upset others with your grumpy moods because you’re in denial. In business jargon: JFDI – just f***ing do it.
Within the TG community, there is a feeling that cross-dressing is incurable. It *may* be possible for *you* to give up. If you wish to do so, good luck. It won’t be easy, but it may be possible. Personally, for all the flack and the fall outs, I enjoy it too much. Selfish b*tch eh? 🙂
What’s the cause?
The jury is still out. I don’t think I’ve read or heard anything from the psychologists that ring true for all of us. Each of us has a reason that makes sense to them.
For me, I do not think it’s genetic, but maybe hormone/birth related. Sure, you can have girly men and macho women, but I don’t think being trans fits into that model so easily. I don’t blame my parents; it’s just a cast of the dice really. I wonder if the strong female role models at home and at school shaped my personality, or was I already leaning a certain way? But all that aside, why can’t I stop? Are we truly slaves to our childhood or biological programming? People far more educated than I have researched and written papers on this subject. There’s some here and here. If you’ve got any more, I’d love to read them.
I hope that by being a hands-on Dad, that I’ll be a good role model for my son. You want to protect your children and while life isn’t easy for straight folk, I’d like to help him avoid some of what I went through. But if he did find he was trans, at least his wife would get nice clothes for Xmas. 🙂