For some of us, trying to remember the earliest memories of our past (meaning our first experience trying on woman’s clothing.), is usually
engrained within our subconscious mind since childhood. I remember clearly how at the age of 11, I was curious about trying on my Mothers hosiery; I remember how I got caught with them on, and how she reacted.
Her words were quote; "Please don't ever let me catch you trying to wear my hosiery again, especially during the daytime when your Father is home!” unquote.
Of course she just left without uttering another word. A couple hours later she came to see me in my room. The conversation was quite a supportive one, and even though she was concern about the situation. She indicated that the next time I feel to experiment wearing woman’s clothing, she would help me. Now you can imagine the relief I felt and the love not to mention the support being offered by my Mother. Can this be? A fully understanding Mother willing to help her son during his first initial experience with cross-dressing. How fortunate I was.
In time my Mother became not only such a great inspiration in life, but she taught me everything, from determining the sizes of clothing, makeup, etc. She became in essence my best girl friend.
More to come.
Love
Vicki
and scream or just ignore it the rest of the time. Not supportive at all and a great way to build a lifetime of guilt. 
