MENTAL BREAK DOWN!
Posted: Sun Mar 27, 2005 9:37 am
Okay the past few days have been interesting and I have to post it..
On Friday I had what could only be called a mental break down... I had been feeling depressed and guilty about what has been happening to me over the last month.. And what it was doing to my wife... and I snapped! THAT'S IT NO MORE CDing.. I DON'T WANT IT ANYMORE! I told my wife that I couldn't do this anymore and that I was going to just KILL IT! Or at the very least keep it in my head! I was tired of the confusing thoughts in my head, and after reading some of the posts about how peoples marriages where falling apart, well I just couldn't take it anymore...
My wife replied (God I love this women) “So how’s that working for you so far?”. At first I was mad at her, how dare she NOT want me to stop.. After all look what it is doing to her..???? But I was determined.. IT WAS OVER! And to bed I went...
Well as I slept I had a dream.. I was shopping for shoes, WOMENS SHOES... But I was happy, content, un-stressed! (For tho's of you who don't know I tried to buy shoes last week and ran out of the store with my tail between my legs).. Until I woke up... then I was miserable... How can I kill this thing if the more I try to squash it the more I think about it...? I must have sat on the edge of the bed for an hour... I then moved to the couch where I could look out the windows and see the birds flying around in the sky (This sometime helps me think).. After about an hour my wife came out from the office and said to me "So, are we going shoe shopping today?" I didn't know what to say. I was confused, but she left me to my thoughts...
After her nap she came to me again and asked if we where going shoe shopping.. By this time I had realized that she was right! I cannot kill a part of myself without killing the rest of me and that I AM A CROSSDRESSER!.. No escape... I agreed to go and look around.. Before we left she came out and presented me with 2 long skirts and 1 short jean skirt and said that I was welcome to try them on if I wanted too but I didn’t have too.. I just sat there with a stupefied grin on my face not knowing which way to turn. So I said nothing. Although my heart was pounding like a jack hammer.
So before anybody starts on her about being too pushy or not letting me go at my own pace, it wasn't like that.. My wife is probably the only person on this planet that knows me better then I do.. Sadly, more then I know her... And without her push I would still be sitting on the couch feeling trapped in my own head.. So I thank her for that..
So off to the shoe store we went.. When we arrived there was allot of people there.. But I managed to muster enough courage to go in... We looked up and down the isle for a bit, I saw lots and lots of shoes that I WANTED but would never fit my feet, so we looked some more... Suddenly my wife starts calling out for assistance from a clerk.. I was terrified! In my head I was screaming at her “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!!!!" then two clerks appeared.. OH MY GOD!!!!!!! But with out missing a beat she tells them that we are going to a perim party (Kind of like a Jewish version of Halloween) and that Myself and a few of my macho friends decided to go as Queen ester, and WE needed shoes.. Okay I started to calm down, there where a few chuckles and one of them sugested that I try the end of stock bin.. Well we did find some shoes that did fit a little tight but they where 1/2 size too small..
When we arrived home I put the bag on the couch and mentally tried to ignore it.. I took out the garbage, did the dishes, walked around.. I felt like a hungry tiger in a cage..
Then I joined my wife in the bedroom.. As I lay on the bed watching some TV with her she asked if I was going to put on the shoes or not and she reassured me that if they sat in the box for months that would be fine too. After a little while I decided that I could no longer hold back and I was starting to go out of my head a little.. She could see this and said "Just do it.. I will go in the office so you won't be embarrassed" and with that I was left alone on my bed surrounded by nylons, dresses, silk tops and a pair of high shoes... and I sat there for sometime just looking at everything fighting everything that I was told from childhood that this was BAD!.
After some deep breaths I put on a blue silk top and a pair of pantyhose then tried to put on one of my wife’s jean skirts.. Loved how it felt, couldn't do it up!! But it still felt GOOD
.. I then walked into the office where my wife was working and presented my self... She looked for some time, this was the first time that I or She had seen me dressed.. She offered some tips and said "There that's not so bad!" I just wanted to hug her soooooo much, but we had talked about her not wanting to get affection from me in a dress! So I held back..
The shoes where still in the box.. In my mind that was the last hurdle after that there was no going back (Okay I realize how silly that seems wearing nylons and a dress. but at the time it was relevant!
).. I actually sat there for a long time just staring at them, wondering what they would feel like in my nylons........ Again my wife comes to my mental rescue... “You don't have to where them if you don't want too.." , but I had already decided I was going to atleast try... And I did.. I was both terrified and exhilarated at the same time.. Okay walking proved to be interesting, almost comical.. After a few minutes I started to feel guilty again, and my wife had left the room (to collect her thoughts and calm down I guess) so I changed back into my drabs.. It wasn't a long time but it was a huge step.. I think that I have started to accept me for who and what I am.. And I couldn't have done that without the support of my wonderful wife...
THANK YOU SINJOY!!!
On Friday I had what could only be called a mental break down... I had been feeling depressed and guilty about what has been happening to me over the last month.. And what it was doing to my wife... and I snapped! THAT'S IT NO MORE CDing.. I DON'T WANT IT ANYMORE! I told my wife that I couldn't do this anymore and that I was going to just KILL IT! Or at the very least keep it in my head! I was tired of the confusing thoughts in my head, and after reading some of the posts about how peoples marriages where falling apart, well I just couldn't take it anymore...
My wife replied (God I love this women) “So how’s that working for you so far?”. At first I was mad at her, how dare she NOT want me to stop.. After all look what it is doing to her..???? But I was determined.. IT WAS OVER! And to bed I went...
Well as I slept I had a dream.. I was shopping for shoes, WOMENS SHOES... But I was happy, content, un-stressed! (For tho's of you who don't know I tried to buy shoes last week and ran out of the store with my tail between my legs).. Until I woke up... then I was miserable... How can I kill this thing if the more I try to squash it the more I think about it...? I must have sat on the edge of the bed for an hour... I then moved to the couch where I could look out the windows and see the birds flying around in the sky (This sometime helps me think).. After about an hour my wife came out from the office and said to me "So, are we going shoe shopping today?" I didn't know what to say. I was confused, but she left me to my thoughts...
After her nap she came to me again and asked if we where going shoe shopping.. By this time I had realized that she was right! I cannot kill a part of myself without killing the rest of me and that I AM A CROSSDRESSER!.. No escape... I agreed to go and look around.. Before we left she came out and presented me with 2 long skirts and 1 short jean skirt and said that I was welcome to try them on if I wanted too but I didn’t have too.. I just sat there with a stupefied grin on my face not knowing which way to turn. So I said nothing. Although my heart was pounding like a jack hammer.
So before anybody starts on her about being too pushy or not letting me go at my own pace, it wasn't like that.. My wife is probably the only person on this planet that knows me better then I do.. Sadly, more then I know her... And without her push I would still be sitting on the couch feeling trapped in my own head.. So I thank her for that..
So off to the shoe store we went.. When we arrived there was allot of people there.. But I managed to muster enough courage to go in... We looked up and down the isle for a bit, I saw lots and lots of shoes that I WANTED but would never fit my feet, so we looked some more... Suddenly my wife starts calling out for assistance from a clerk.. I was terrified! In my head I was screaming at her “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!!!!" then two clerks appeared.. OH MY GOD!!!!!!! But with out missing a beat she tells them that we are going to a perim party (Kind of like a Jewish version of Halloween) and that Myself and a few of my macho friends decided to go as Queen ester, and WE needed shoes.. Okay I started to calm down, there where a few chuckles and one of them sugested that I try the end of stock bin.. Well we did find some shoes that did fit a little tight but they where 1/2 size too small..
When we arrived home I put the bag on the couch and mentally tried to ignore it.. I took out the garbage, did the dishes, walked around.. I felt like a hungry tiger in a cage..
Then I joined my wife in the bedroom.. As I lay on the bed watching some TV with her she asked if I was going to put on the shoes or not and she reassured me that if they sat in the box for months that would be fine too. After a little while I decided that I could no longer hold back and I was starting to go out of my head a little.. She could see this and said "Just do it.. I will go in the office so you won't be embarrassed" and with that I was left alone on my bed surrounded by nylons, dresses, silk tops and a pair of high shoes... and I sat there for sometime just looking at everything fighting everything that I was told from childhood that this was BAD!.
After some deep breaths I put on a blue silk top and a pair of pantyhose then tried to put on one of my wife’s jean skirts.. Loved how it felt, couldn't do it up!! But it still felt GOOD
The shoes where still in the box.. In my mind that was the last hurdle after that there was no going back (Okay I realize how silly that seems wearing nylons and a dress. but at the time it was relevant!
THANK YOU SINJOY!!!