My beginning, 33 year stopping, then restarting
Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2003 10:39 pm
I was an only child raised in a rural area mostly around females. My father was there, but almost always working night shifts and frequently additional jobs as well, so he wasn't as visible as if he worked days.
Before I started school, there was a flood and we had to leave our house very quickly - no time to get any clothing or anything.. We stayed with relatives for a few days. The relatives gave my mother old clothing for me that their daughters had outgrown, which she dressed me in until we could return home.
A few years after that my mother dressed me up as a girl for Halloween and took me to the nearby houses of a couple of relatives. They thought I was cute.
While I was in school, my mother started working to put me through college, so I had a lot of time alone. She stored some clothing in the dresser in my bedroom. I regularly tried on the nightgowns & longline bras. The front lacing corsets were way too large (unless I padded myself out with a small pillow). I only tried her stockings a couple of times.
She knew I was wearing them but didn't say anything. She did switch the clothing every once in a while.
I once had a dream that I was standing in my bedroom, looked into the mirror, and a blonde girl was looking back..
After I graduated high school and started college, I stopped dressing up. That was at age 18.
I completed college (in northern NY state), moved away (from the Catskills, about 75 miles north of New York City) to Western New York, near Buffalo.
I got married 26 years ago to a girl I knew from college. We don't have any relatives living closer than 200 miles and most are 300 or more miles away.
Four years ago my late mother moved up to a senior residence close to us after living for over 80 years in the house where she was born. She did not want to live with us - she had her mother in law move in after she married my father (she knew it beforehand). She seemed to adapt well and was content for most of the time there. She had one bad month of decline and passed away peacefully in her sleep. We visited with her during her time there several times a week and talked on the phone almost daily. When she felt like it, we would take her out for a quick shopping trip and some lunch.
Right about the time my mother was in the residence, my arthritis reached the point I could no longer play guitar, which I had done since age 12. I was feeling some depression from my mother's death, the arthritis, work pressures, and a situation from a relative who sent us an invitation to her civil union in Vermont to another GG.
During this time my wife went away for a weekend ( a very rare occurance ) and I found some comfort dressing in some lingerie. I dreamed that we went to the ceremony, there were 2 brides, and the relative told me that the matron of honor just had a child, but she was about my height, and with my big belly, the gown should fit fine.
This invitation caused us to really look to our faith and try to decide to attend or not. My wife decided that we should. If they decided to have children by adoption or AI, the child should have at least one straight hetero couple as a role model. I then told her about my dream, and that I had started dressing in lingerie.
She accepted it, and we found out I fit all of her things except shoes, and some of my mother's stuff fit both of us.
I get dressed most evenings and get on the internet. I don't feel the need to go out dressed. I started with just a nightgown or lingerie, but now when I'm in a girly mood, I do lingerie, dress/skirt, stockings, shoes, wig. Sometimes I use nail polish and I'm going very slowly with makeup.
My wife knows and supports me. She has given "alternate me" femme gifts (panties, earrings, nail polish, makeup ).
I wish all SOs were as supporting.
Jadeanne
Before I started school, there was a flood and we had to leave our house very quickly - no time to get any clothing or anything.. We stayed with relatives for a few days. The relatives gave my mother old clothing for me that their daughters had outgrown, which she dressed me in until we could return home.
A few years after that my mother dressed me up as a girl for Halloween and took me to the nearby houses of a couple of relatives. They thought I was cute.
While I was in school, my mother started working to put me through college, so I had a lot of time alone. She stored some clothing in the dresser in my bedroom. I regularly tried on the nightgowns & longline bras. The front lacing corsets were way too large (unless I padded myself out with a small pillow). I only tried her stockings a couple of times.
She knew I was wearing them but didn't say anything. She did switch the clothing every once in a while.
I once had a dream that I was standing in my bedroom, looked into the mirror, and a blonde girl was looking back..
After I graduated high school and started college, I stopped dressing up. That was at age 18.
I completed college (in northern NY state), moved away (from the Catskills, about 75 miles north of New York City) to Western New York, near Buffalo.
I got married 26 years ago to a girl I knew from college. We don't have any relatives living closer than 200 miles and most are 300 or more miles away.
Four years ago my late mother moved up to a senior residence close to us after living for over 80 years in the house where she was born. She did not want to live with us - she had her mother in law move in after she married my father (she knew it beforehand). She seemed to adapt well and was content for most of the time there. She had one bad month of decline and passed away peacefully in her sleep. We visited with her during her time there several times a week and talked on the phone almost daily. When she felt like it, we would take her out for a quick shopping trip and some lunch.
Right about the time my mother was in the residence, my arthritis reached the point I could no longer play guitar, which I had done since age 12. I was feeling some depression from my mother's death, the arthritis, work pressures, and a situation from a relative who sent us an invitation to her civil union in Vermont to another GG.
During this time my wife went away for a weekend ( a very rare occurance ) and I found some comfort dressing in some lingerie. I dreamed that we went to the ceremony, there were 2 brides, and the relative told me that the matron of honor just had a child, but she was about my height, and with my big belly, the gown should fit fine.
This invitation caused us to really look to our faith and try to decide to attend or not. My wife decided that we should. If they decided to have children by adoption or AI, the child should have at least one straight hetero couple as a role model. I then told her about my dream, and that I had started dressing in lingerie.
She accepted it, and we found out I fit all of her things except shoes, and some of my mother's stuff fit both of us.
I get dressed most evenings and get on the internet. I don't feel the need to go out dressed. I started with just a nightgown or lingerie, but now when I'm in a girly mood, I do lingerie, dress/skirt, stockings, shoes, wig. Sometimes I use nail polish and I'm going very slowly with makeup.
My wife knows and supports me. She has given "alternate me" femme gifts (panties, earrings, nail polish, makeup ).
I wish all SOs were as supporting.
Jadeanne
Thank you so much for posting it. 
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