Anyway - if I am to really contribute here, it seems to me that I need to be open and having read some of the posts here I notice that openness is a quality that I really admire in others - so here goes!
I have it on good authority from my Mother that dressing up in women's clothes was a favourite pastime when I was a toddler! I used to particularly like bra's and she tells me that they were always finding me sitting with half a dozen bra's on my head!
My parents were both quite anxious and my Dad could spill into aggression / violence if pushed. This would happen real quick and so attention to feelings has always been high on my list of priorities! Having said that, he was only ever violent to me once (not to play that down - but that's how it was).
Mainly, I was having to pull him off other guys that had read him as a gentle person, taken advantage, and then become aware that actually he was a 20 stone weight lifter (lots of things can be true at the same moment!).
Given this context - I didn't really let my parents know a lot about my view of myself or the world and they pretty much left me to my own devices.
Left to my own devices I found that I really identified with the girls at school. I just wanted to spend all my time with these beautiful creatures! I can remember constantly playing horses at break times! They just made so much more sense to me than the boys.
The other side of being left to my own devices was that it left me susceptible to being abused with nobody I could really go to about that. So this went on for about 4 years.
This stopped when I was 11. At the same time I was sent to an all boys school (why are there all boys schools?). It felt like such a loss! Essentially it meant that I didn't have any contact with girls until the 6th form! In the meantime, I spent years noticing that I wasn't quite like the others. I tended to form intense, intimate relationships with a small group of boys. In my head I put it together that I was probably gay. I got to the stage where this was something that I had accepted (though strangely I didn't feel overly attracted to males in a sexual way - a little, but not enough to motivate me to do anything about it).
Then once I hit the 6th form (16+) I had the opportunity to share lessons with girls from other schools (girls only schools). They had me sussed within minutes and I soon became a switchboard through which they could work out my male counterparts. It was like I could translate. "David keeps looking at me but never says anything. Do you think he likes me? Is he shy? What do you think I should do?" etc. The other thing that became quickly apparent was the thought - "Forget David and go out with me!" Not that I ever said this - I was quite a shy little thing really.
Eventually I managed to lasso some poor unsuspecting girl and we set up life together. Yahoo I'm not gay - I'm a heterosexual!
My focus has always been about my gender. The clothes are just an expression of that. I experience myself as a mix of masculine and feminine - so building, getting dirty, riding motorbikes, climbing mountains all makes sense to me! I can watch "new girl" for example and feel very attracted to Jess.
At the same time I find myself loving the top she is wearing and getting caught up in how she feels about herself and the world. To begin with I guess I felt like not quite a man. Nowadays I feel far more at home with this stuff.
The cross dressing has always been a very minor feature and it has only been over the last year or so that it has really taken off - largely I suspect because my wife and I have now separated. When you live on your own there is nobody to compromise your personality for and so everything is given room to breathe!
In retrospect I can see how important this stuff has been to me. It is no surprise therefore that after leaving school and studying - I became a nurse. I therefore have always found arena's in which this very real part of my life has found a voice.
I am just really experimenting with cross dressing. I haven't been out of the house (other than late at night) and this feels like my next step. Signing up here was something that I had been thinking about for a while. I had lurked for a while and it felt like something that might be ok - no biggy, So it was quite a shock when having registered I promptly burst into tears! I think this place and you guys are going to be real important to me!
Please bear with me. I notice that the way in which I respond to people is very much geared to reading the non-verbal stuff and the way we communicate here is like the game "battleships". I'm sure I'm going to get lots of things wrong here. If I am being clumsy - let me know.
with hugs to you all
Ginny x