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I would love to share experiences or feelings of growing up and feeling that girl gene inside just just wanting and needing to come out.
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BigCloset
You're in a good place to do that, either as stories or blogs. :)
Hugs,
Erin
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
Yes I agree, this is a great
Yes I agree, this is a great site to put it all out there, I really love it.
Hugs sissy
Sisters Mary Janes & mom’s purses
From my earliest memories around the first grade, I was in love with my sister’s little girl shoes and my mom’s purses they were both black patent leather, I’m not sure if I was attracted to them because of that or I just loved them because they were so girly probably both.
Hugs,
sissy
you will find a lot of support here
I know I have.
At the age of 5, I went into
At the age of 5, I went into my parents and put on some of my mother's clothes. I learned very quickly by being screamed at by my father that it was the worse thing in the world for a boy to do.
It never stopped me. I just got very good at hiding the real me. I became an expert at hiding what I was doing. James Bond had nothing one me. Everything would be replaced just as it was before.
It doesn't go away, it never ever goes away. No matter how hard you try, or how much you cry, it never ever goes away.
Leeanna
You can never ever stop
Hi Leeanna,
You are so correct you can’t keep something hidden that’s a part of you always wanting to come out, first you can’t stop it and also it’s not good to suppress it.
You must love the girl inside embrace her enjoy her let her flourish, I was lucky enough to have a mother who could see the girl inside me and encouraged me to love it.
Mom just loved me very much and after seeing my fascination for girl clothes she just decided to help me.
Hugs sissy
I can identify
I started about 8 or 9 years of age. I discovered a girl's swimsuit that was my size in a box stored away in a closet and just put it on. That let the genie out of the bottle and there was no getting her back in. From there I experimented with my sister's clothes by the time I was 11 I could easily fasten a bra behind my back; I could put on nylon stockings and keep the seams straight (Yes, I'm that old) I had about 2 hours 4 days a week that I could indulge in feminine finery and did on most days.
If you want to read all about it, I've chronicalized it in "Silence is Golden"
Hugs
Patricia
Happiness is being all dressed up and HAVING some place to go.
Semper in femineo gerunt
Feeling so good
Hi Patricia,
I know how you feel, when I had any alone time in the house I would get my sisters Mary Janes put those beauties on and walked all over the house and be instantly on cloud nine, I remember looking down at them while I was walking and just in love and the sound on the wooden floors so girly is all I could think.
I just couldn’t get enough and almost got caught a couple of times, this went on quite a while also wearing her boots and my mom’s heels too, just couldn’t help myself.
Hugs sissy