Hi everyone, my name's Rebecca and I've been lurking about these forums for ages, thought it was about time I came out of hiding.
I guess I started crossdressing when I was very young, I used to love wearing my Mum's jewellery and lipstick and clomping about in her high heels. Knew nothing about crossdressing then of course, just thought I was weird. Then puberty hit and I started repressing, hard. Things still broke through from time to time, usually as dreams in which I was a girl, or dressed in girl's clothes, which left me exhilerated and disturbed. Finally started wearing women's clothes in secret in my twenties, and it was just so right. The first time I put on a dress was an epiphany.
Then I met my (current) girlfriend and purged. Being a regular guy worked for almost a year, then I hung on grimly for another year until I imploded. Then followed confession, medication for depression, counselling...
My girlfriend stayed by me (we pass 10 years this year), though she doesn't like to see me dressed. I dropped out of counselling when my therapist was transferred, I couldn't face opening up to yet another person at that point.
Don't really know if I'm TS or CD right now, guess I'm a little scared to find out how deep the water is.
XXX
