Suffering in Silence
Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 12:59 am
Hi girls,
I just wanted to start a thread for all my sisters who are suffering in silence out there. I remember coming to this site in the middle of the night, and erasing the history so no one would know that I had been here after I left. I remember being afraid to click on a link, because it would be me admitting I was a crossdresser, to the whole world.
Besides, I had seen crossdressers and transvesttites on TV, I was not like them. I was not gay. I did not have breasts. I was not interested in becoming part of a show somewhere.
I was a guy who wore girls underwear. I was a guy who used to dress up, but whose wife insisted that he not. I mean, I wasn't really a crossdresser, or a transexual, even if I did spend most of my life wanting and wishing I were a girl. I was married, and had kids, and a career. How could I be a crossdresser? or worse what if I really am a transexual?
But this site was different. There were no ads for clothing, or shoes in large sizes. No links to adult sites. In fact no advertising at all. So I got up my courage and I clicked on "New Memebers". I was really afraid, what if there were tracking cookies? What if somone, mostly my SO found out I had been here? That would be an admission.
But when I opened that first thread what I read was not at all what I was expecting. This was nothing but warm welcomes, and an effort to make new comers who had the courage to post, unlike me, feel welcome and safe. I could not beleive my ears, so to speak. This did not sound like weirdos, or sideshow acts. This sounded like caring women, telling others that they were welcome, here, and safe. And that the help and support they were looking for was here.
I was still scared. I did not read long, for fear I might get caught. But I felt compelled to return. And I did return. And I read some more. And the more I read, the more I realized that there were many here, just like me. I was not alone in the world. I could not beleive how many of us there were. People struggling with all these feelings in a world that would not accept us.
I kept returning, I could not get enough. It was like the doors to the world had been opened for me, and all of the sudden I seen the world through new eyes. I now could see possibilities that I could not see before. There were men like me, living thier lives as women. I had only dreamed of this. They dressed and went out. Then returned to thier male lives during the day, or week. There were understanding SO's who accepted thier husbands crossdressing, to different degrees.
But mostly what I seen and felt, was a lot of love. And this love made me decide to be a part of this wonderful place. There are many of you who have witnessed my entire journey so far, and others who have seen it from various points, up until now. I have made a strong effort to give back to my fellow sisters here, but I must confess that I have given far less than I have been given.
Lately I have posted things that I am ashamed of. Things so offensive that they had to be removed by the moderators. I wish to apologize to all my sisters here for that. And I wish to rededicate myself to all my fellow sisters who continue to suffer in silence, that you may come here and not read harsh words, but read the love that made me stay. Because it was this love, that saved my very life.
Love always,
Elizabeth
I just wanted to start a thread for all my sisters who are suffering in silence out there. I remember coming to this site in the middle of the night, and erasing the history so no one would know that I had been here after I left. I remember being afraid to click on a link, because it would be me admitting I was a crossdresser, to the whole world.
Besides, I had seen crossdressers and transvesttites on TV, I was not like them. I was not gay. I did not have breasts. I was not interested in becoming part of a show somewhere.
I was a guy who wore girls underwear. I was a guy who used to dress up, but whose wife insisted that he not. I mean, I wasn't really a crossdresser, or a transexual, even if I did spend most of my life wanting and wishing I were a girl. I was married, and had kids, and a career. How could I be a crossdresser? or worse what if I really am a transexual?
But this site was different. There were no ads for clothing, or shoes in large sizes. No links to adult sites. In fact no advertising at all. So I got up my courage and I clicked on "New Memebers". I was really afraid, what if there were tracking cookies? What if somone, mostly my SO found out I had been here? That would be an admission.
But when I opened that first thread what I read was not at all what I was expecting. This was nothing but warm welcomes, and an effort to make new comers who had the courage to post, unlike me, feel welcome and safe. I could not beleive my ears, so to speak. This did not sound like weirdos, or sideshow acts. This sounded like caring women, telling others that they were welcome, here, and safe. And that the help and support they were looking for was here.
I was still scared. I did not read long, for fear I might get caught. But I felt compelled to return. And I did return. And I read some more. And the more I read, the more I realized that there were many here, just like me. I was not alone in the world. I could not beleive how many of us there were. People struggling with all these feelings in a world that would not accept us.
I kept returning, I could not get enough. It was like the doors to the world had been opened for me, and all of the sudden I seen the world through new eyes. I now could see possibilities that I could not see before. There were men like me, living thier lives as women. I had only dreamed of this. They dressed and went out. Then returned to thier male lives during the day, or week. There were understanding SO's who accepted thier husbands crossdressing, to different degrees.
But mostly what I seen and felt, was a lot of love. And this love made me decide to be a part of this wonderful place. There are many of you who have witnessed my entire journey so far, and others who have seen it from various points, up until now. I have made a strong effort to give back to my fellow sisters here, but I must confess that I have given far less than I have been given.
Lately I have posted things that I am ashamed of. Things so offensive that they had to be removed by the moderators. I wish to apologize to all my sisters here for that. And I wish to rededicate myself to all my fellow sisters who continue to suffer in silence, that you may come here and not read harsh words, but read the love that made me stay. Because it was this love, that saved my very life.
Love always,
Elizabeth
