I have my entire life, most likely because I am a crossdresser, but it seems like it started before that, felt like I was on the outside. Like I didn't fit in to a society that everyone else did not seem to have a problem with.
I felt boxed in by social rules. I didn't like that wealthy kids had more rights than me. I didn't like that certain people would be treated differently depending on what church they went to. But mainly I objected to the fact that it was not permitted to think outside the box.
I objected because I was continually outside the box. Because the social rules did not favor me, I could not see why I would want to obey them. especially when I started thinking I was really a girl on the inside. I hated little league football. It was a humiliation. I was afraid to hit or to be hit. I used my eye injury as a reason to quit. My doctor said I had to. I did the same to get out of PE in Jr High and High School. That way I did not have to compete against the other boys.
In 7th grade I insisted that they let me take Home Economics, although no boy had taken it before. Once I did, they persuaded two other boys to do it. The following year, it became mandatory. One quarter of wood shop, the other quarter of Home Economics. For all students, girls and boys. Before the girls took Home Economics, and the boys took Wood Shop.
I learned to cook, to sew, to iron a shirt and other clothes. How to use a sewing machine. How to make bisquits. How to put out a kitchen fire. I got an A in this class. Plus, it was a room full of girls.
I was 12 years old when this happened. I already considered myself a transexual. I never told anyone, but that is what I thought in my own mind. I was clearly outside the morals of society. My thoughts about who I was, were not acceptable. No one was going to say this was ok.
I was 12 years old, I thought I was a transexual, I clearly was not the same as other boys, and did not like competing with them, except intellectually. I was afraid to fight. I could not live in the box I was supposed to. So I decided to live outside of it. I would live my life by the set of moral standards that I saw fit. I would decide what was right and wrong, because I could not live in the world where others decided. That world excluded me, because it in, I was on the list of wrongs.
It was this decision that took me away from religion. It was this decision that took me away from standard social order. I decided that I would not lie, cheat, steal, or harm others, but outside of that, I would do whatever I pleased.
This took away the guilt for feeling like a girl on the inside. It took away the guilt of masturbation and pornography. It took away the guilt for not being religious. It took away the guilt for wanting to live like a free person. Why should I let society decide what I could and could not do. Was it not my life?
I had kinky sex, I took drugs, I drank alchohol. I played rock and roll music that mocked everything including religion. I rented and watched pornography. But I followed my rules. My own set of morals. Because of who I am, I have always known that living by my own set of rules would set me apart. But what I cared about, was living as a free person. Not allowing others to control me. A keen awareness that I only had one life, and that if I let others live it, I could not be fullfilled.
So now you ask? Why did I read all of this, and why is the topic "Existentialism"? Well? it is because I found out that I am not the only one who holds such beleifs. It turns out that so many people have held this beleif that it is actually a philosophy. It is called Existentialism.
I found this interesting page on it.
http://www.connect.net/ron/exist.html
Here is the main idea if you don't want to read the whole page.
AndFrom web page
The 19th-century Danish philosopher Søren Kierkegaard, who was the first writer to call himself existential, reacted against this tradition by insisting that the highest good for the individual is to find his or her own unique vocation. As he wrote in his journal, “I must find a truth that is true for me . . . the idea for which I can live or die.”
I think that it is precisely because I beleive these things already, that my coming out has been rather easy. I beleive that many of you may be closet Existentialists. Wanting to live your life in this manner, but are either afraid of the consequences, or beleiving it, but in a life situation where your present commitments would violate your own moral code, if you did not live up to them.
Other existentialist writers have echoed Kierkegaard's belief that one must choose one's own way without the aid of universal, objective standards. Against the traditional view that moral choice involves an objective judgment of right and wrong, existentialists have argued that no objective, rational basis can be found for moral decisions.
I do beleive I am an Existentialist, and would welcome the comments of the members on thier feelings about this, the philosophy in general, and how it may apply to crossdressing. Are we indeed free people, to determine the outcome of our own lives?
Love always,
Elizabeth
