Have you ever PURGED?

[Pat]

Much to my sorrow when I separeted, I purge all my nighties and now I have great difficuty in pick up replacements

[DonnaT]

I have great difficuty in pick up replacements

Why is that, Pat? Nightgowns are the easiest thing to buy if your scared to purchase fem items at the store. The SA will think it a present for your gal.

[CarlyAnn (SO)]

You know it's funny I've never purged on myself. When the girls were here I purge on them. But now they are gone, and I find myself turning this active on Hailey, she has more stuff then her alter does or me.

[CJ]

Hi all,

CarlyAnn,



Do you mean "splurge" (as in, treating yourself or someone else to something nice) or "purge" (as in, getting rid of stuff like clothing and such)? I'm not sure I follow your meaning.

Love,
CJ

[CJ]

Hi all,

Absaroka,

Now that this thread/poll has been resurrected, I noticed that I never got around to replying to your query about my seeing myself (or not) as a "crossdressing Jack Kerouac." Here's the scoop:

From the mid-80s to the early 90s, I led a bit of a vagabond lifestyle, hitchhiking from Montreal to British-Columbia, picking cherries in Ontario, traipsing and pitching my tent throughout BC's Lower Mainland, going from "joblet" to "joblet," making just enough money to carry me down the road for a few more months. I lived in the Pacific Rim National Park by the beach, illegally engaging in (oh! the horror!) "wild camping"; I wandered through the Okanagan Valley for several months, eventually ending up at the Kelowna Gospel Mission, penniless and homeless; I worked as a short order cook in the gorgeous Gulf Islands of BC (called the San Juan Islands on the Washington State side of the Juan de Fuca Straight); I tried my hand (and failed miserably) at majoring in Philosophy at the University of Victoria; eventually, missing my friends and the sound of the French language, this "rolling stone" came rolling back east, to Montreal.

I willingly led this kind of life in an effort to regain some sense of perspective regarding the things that truly mattered to me. At some point, just before heading for the Okanagan Valley, I even utterly and completely destroyed every single piece of identification I owned; I became an official "non-entity" (as far as government instances were concerned) and learned to live "off the grid"--self-reliant, self-sustaining, and completely alone, a stranger to all whom I met... but, finally, no longer a stranger to myself.

And that's the key reason I did this. Following what I can only call "the experience of grace" (an event that forever changed my life and that occured on August 2nd 1987 at a few minutes to 11 am), my world was turned upside down and I discovered--in a flash, it seems--that everything I thought was important to me was just so much ash in the summer breeze. It took me years to get a handle on what, exactly, had transpired in my head during that timeless Moment. In the course of those years, I felt it necessary to slough off the dead layers of my being, much like a serpent, in renewing itself, sloughs off a layer of dead skin. Thus, I became a "traveller," exploring the inner recesses of my own soul while my feet made tracks across the land.

It's strange, though, how many people misinterpret (sometimes willfully, it seems) my motives during that period of my life. Some still believe that I was running away from the law or from the government (not true; I have no reason whatsoever to fear either); a few folks thought I'd developed some form of mental illness (true, if it's insane to love the world exactly as it is); still others were of the opinion that I was trying to run away from myself (quite the contrary, I was on a collision course with my true Self... the Self that was ever so briefly "revealed" to me on that fateful August morning).

So there you have it, Absaroka. Call me a Dharma Bum, if you will, but that's the story of my own "Dark Night of the Soul," coupled with my "forty days and forty nights in the desert" (uh, so to speak). One salient point (and the reason for the witty image in my previous post in this thread): not once, during all those years did I think of or, if you will, "contemplate," crossdressing. I had come (and have come) to see that who I am is not limited by my age, ethnic background, cultural baggage, sexual orientation, anatomical sex, or gender identity. I am, of course, the "product" of a mixture of all those things and more but, even so, I am (just as each one of us is) more than the mere sum of these factors.

So, more to the point of this whole thread, yes, I have purged. But not since that period of my life. I've given stuff away (to another crossdresser I knew at the time) but never got rid of all my duds in one fell swoop. And I'm thankful for that even though I haven't really worn any of my fave undies and outfits and heels in almost two years now. I guess I go with the flow, eh?

Love,
CJ

[ChristineK]

I have never purged any clothes or items in guilt.

I hid most of it (was not much) in the attic.

Once I outed myself I moved it to my closet and my wife started adding to it(Purse, wigs,dresses).
We shop together now but I still live 99% as a man and dress as a woman in private.

I have not yet ventured out. I did purge my old costume wig for 2 higher quality wigs. Does that count :o)

[Anita]

I purged as a teen. Since it wasn't my clothing (note Jadeanne's post, way back there), I couldn't get rid of it, but I could seal some of it way deep and dark in the closet where I would 'never' get at it again. I don't think that ever lasted for even a month.

I guess you could say I purged when I realized I was going off to college, and I was not going to take any of this with me. I didn't buy any of my own, so I guess the 'purge' was successful for about 28 years.

[Absaroka]

Thanks CJ That's an intriguing story. Wish it was longer.

Absaroka

[Edyta_C]

At least every five years for 30 years. Since 1999, I haven't purged.

Hugs Edyta

[SilverLady(SO)]

Hi, Edyta_C, and welcome to the Forum!

Just a suggestion, but you should wander over to the New Members area and introduce yourself to everyone . . . I promise you that we don't bite, although some have been known to nibble!!

- SL

[ChristineK]

I know have a section of my closet dedicated to my fem side. I have my heels and all there. I just bought 2 new pairs of heels that will fit in that spot as well. The purse my wife bought me hangs up on my tie rack.

[Josie (England)]

Absolutely not me, never have and certainly never will.

I have been CDing over 50 years now and rarely even throw out the odd garment, let alone the whole lot !!

Huggz from UK

Josie. xx

[Carla L]

Gosh I can't count the number of times I've purged only to go shopping again. During my divorces (yes more than one) I would go back to dressing up again, then feel guilty, purge and a few days later (hopefully) dig them out of the trash or, if it was after trash day, go out and buy some more.

Sometimes I would spend hundreds of dollars and later just throw them away. I never purged forms or wigs, though I have thrown about 4 wigs away, I don't consider that purging though. I either didn't like them or ruined them.

I won't do that anymore. I donate items I no longer want or don't fit right.

[Brenda Scott]

I had a small bag of makeup that i had scrounged up. I did and do feel guilty about dressing and such. But I still had that bag, and at at that time no clothes. I was traveling quite a bit and at night I would spend an hour or two doing my face. For one week, I would make my self up when i woke up, take it off, then make my self up when I got back to the hotel at night. By the end of the week, I just got plain tired of makeup. I dumped that bag in a dumpster. And then for four months, I did not have any thought or desire to crossdress. But then it returned with a vengence. I now have a bigger bag of makeup, two pairs of heels, 3 wigs, a couple bags of under things, a dress and a skirt. Then about a month ago my desire waned, but I didn't through anything away.

[Brenda Scott]

I purge everyday when I delete my internet files and clear my history.