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After 2 years of transitioning I discarded mine just right now today to a male friend. Those clothes were very expensive and he was so happy to have it.

I know many who discard it immediately but in the past I was forced to detransition for a while and retransition again so I freaked off and kept it aside in case I needed to detransition again but in span of 2 years nothing happened, some changes are way too major to backtrack and revert now. Looking at my past clothes, I feel nostalgic like a bit sad remembering my past life and happy that I'm burying my past for good as well.

And you, how long did you take to discard? Were you sad or happy or both?

Thanks to sister Heather on Youtube who inspired me NOT to detransition EVER again.
What good is a great life if youre not living it ! (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0VAb2rnC0jQ&list=FLH2Rha0k2TgZZ8IES7ulShA&index=42#)

As soon as I went full-time after my name change the lot went straight to the Salvo's Op Shop.

Apart from 4 days worth of 'business attire' I sent the whole lot out to shed about a month after I realised that I had to transition.. Fridays at work were casuals days and I had some fun with them..  >:-)

And since that job finished up on 2 September, the remainder has been sent to the shed as well.. Next step is to sort them all and throw out the crud and send the rest to the Salvo's. Which I'm putting off doing, because I frankly don't want to see them..

Sitting with this right now - I was in my bedroom yesterday morning, realising that as of about a month ago, over 90% of the clothes I own I just don't want to wear any more because they're boy-shaped/shapeless and I associate them with "passing" as male.

I've started a new wardrobe, and it's very small so far, but the only reason I have so many clothes already is I'm terrible at letting go of them, so I have (for example) teeshirts more than 20 years old! A lot of it is just going to have to go, or become cleaning cloths, or whatever. I lack Helen's sewing skillz, so I can't turn it into funky girl outfits :).

10 months after starting HRT, I moved out of my parents home and in with a TS friend. I bagged all my male clothes up and threw them in the dumpster. I think I had like 4 trash bags full of male clothes. I was so happy to get rid of them at the time but now that I think about it, I should have at least donated them to Salvation Army or something.

I went fulltime on my first day at Seminary last September.

That night, I gathered all my suits, dress shirts, ties, slacks, french cuff links, watches, jewelry, socks, and shoes and gave them all to my next door neighbor who lives next to me on campus.

I gave him over 9000 dollars in clothing. To see the smile on his face to get all these new clothing that is perfect for Seminary gave me a sense of completion. I also could not be happier giving them away. That night me, him and a girl friend of mine went out and I bought a whole new wardrobe...thank to Sally Mae Educational Loans Refund Program LOL

All my clothes ended up in bags under my bed after about a half a year, and they went to Goodwill after about another 6 months when I moved out.  It was a huge relief, and I went from having way too many things that I never wanted to wear to about 6 outfits that I am very comfortable in.  It took me a bit to reconcile the fact that I really like girls' clothes with the crappy feeling I get when I'm the one wearing them.  I just need to find someone else to shop for.  :laugh:

After a month of being full-time I knew I couldn't go back. I gave them to my roommate when I moved back to the US. It wasn't sad for me at all. It was a great day and I knew then that it was move forward or die.

Huggs

Emily

I intend to keep them, they're quite comfy.

I ditched about 60% to Goodwill 2 weeks after going full time. The rest are button-ups, hoodies, boxers (for sleeping), loose tshirts (same), socks, shoes, and jackets that I wear and am keeping. It killed me a little to toss my $200 pair of Diesel jeans, but they just don't fit my body or style at all anymore.

Actually, I've just about given up finding button-ups that I like in the women's section, so my men's stuff may start increasing in number again.

Most of my clothing was already male clothing because (usually)when anyone bought me girl clothes, I wouldn't wear them. I had already cleaned my room and closet recently, so a lot of unused stuff had gone to charity.

A week or so after I came out, I started compiling all the remaining stuff. If it was stained, or gross in some other way, I threw it out. If it was nice, I put it in a box to give to charity. Unfortunately, the box is still sitting in my car along with some other things because we haven't gone over to the charity place yet.

I wasn't sad in general, because I hated most of the stuff, but the few things that were giving me some maudlin or nostalgic feelings I put in my fabric box. That way, I can reuse them in a sewing project so I'll still kind of keep them, just in a form I can use.
There were a few things I kept though. Mostly because they fit my style, actually fit my body, and didn't scream female.

about a year and change
They had sat on a shelf gathering dust forever so I figured why feed the moths so I gave it all to good will.

I was not sad.
I was happy to see it go away. It was the moment of finality for me. Once those clothes were gone I knew it was over. He was sent to the goodwill along with those clothes.
Granted there was a wierd moment that it dawned on me how momentus I should be feeling but wasnt.
I threw that stuff away because it was obsolete to my life.

Started out building my wardrobe slowly last September, then after 2 months on HRT I wasn't wearing male clothes anymore. So it was about 4 months. Donated everything except for a handful of t-shirts. I was not sad, it was more of a reassurance that I am moving in the right direction.

Jennifer

I still remember to this day, when I dumped my old clothes in a bin and my long time friend was there when it happened.  I thought it was going to be a spectacular moment, but it was just another small nondescript moment in my life.

I left my family and friends with a small suitcase of my old clothes and of course a suitcase of normal clothes.  After officially changing my name and just after starting work full time.  This was about 3 months into my new life and during that 3 months, I think I hardly wore them anyway.

There comes a time when you need to to clean out the closet and move on. However, cleaning out the closet actually allows you to go and do some serious shopping. ;D

Warm regards
Sarah B

Last July, when I moved into a new apt where no one knew me as a girl, I donated most of my girl clothes to the salvation army.  There's still a trash bag in my mom's basement full of girl clothes that I'll be able to wear post T and/or post top surgery and still be read as male (mostly t-shirts,) and a few skirts and dresses that were too cute to part with.  Hopefully I'll get invited to a drag party one day.   ;D

Uh my previous clothes are the clothes I wear now. Some stuff I got too big to wear but overall I just wear the same clothes I used to wear.

I slowly got rid of the clothes I didn't wear as I built a female wardrobe. I gave a stack of them to a friend of mine who was questioning gender. I still have a handful of T-shirts that are either band shirts, or something that has some sentimental value. I have a few other pieces of clothing I kept just to have clothes for when I am doing my dirty work.

All in all getting rid of them wasn't a major thing for me, but it was a relief to start wearing girls clothes exclusively.

I never really had a bunch of clothes to get rid of all at once.  I just stopped buying womens clothes, and would get rid of a few old things everytime I went shopping.   Even though I never had super girly stuff, I couldnt afford to replace all of it at once, so kept wearing my womens clothes for a while.  I moved 6 times in 3 years, and my girl wardrobe got smaller and smaller each time, till finally the last time I moved, I only brought male clothes with me.  I still have several garbage bags of really old girl clothes at my moms house, but she wont let me through it away.  I do find it amusing sometimes to look through and try to imagine wearing them again.

I'm trying make my transition as organic as possible, so I basically ceased to buy any guy clothes about 6 months ago and I only buy women's clothes now as they need to be replaced.  This has helped negate mixed feeling about discarding clothes that I like, even though they are guy's clothes.

I did need to stop my mother from buying me a £1000 new kilt (I'm Scottish) as it would pointless, and I would feel so guilty and never wear it.  I wonder if she's ever buy me a £1000 dress?  :D

I slowly changed my wardrobe from women's clothes to men's clothes, but I'm only really getting rid of my old women's clothing now.

I'm a little sad to see some things go — I had some pretty cool things. But I don't wear them now, so there's no point keeping them. I am keeping a few things I can't bear parting with, not sure how long I'll keep those for as I doubt I'll wear them again either.

It's ridiculous how many clothes I own at the moment... since I've kept everything up until now — and since even aside from transition, I find it hard to get rid of clothes unless they're completely ruined — I basically have a fully stocked male wardrobe and a fully stocked female wardrobe fighting for space in a tiny bedroom. It looks like I live in a second hand shop...

Mine are out of the house now waiting for the thrifts to pick them up. I did however save the skinny jeans, cuz they were girl skinny jeans.

I gave away much of my clothing to Salvation Army, more because my style changed than because I couldn't wear my clothing anymore.

Ironically, now that I'm full time, I wish I hadn't given so much away because I had to buy more again when I wanted to go out crossdressed.

I'm slowly buying girly clothes and old one disappear to somewhere  ::)  (maybe is somewhere in storage room or dwarfs steal it  ;D)
And I newer buy my male clothes (just some jeans, one jacket and one shorts), I always hate it, but now I spend lot time in shops, even buy one piece per month  ;D
So I let free flow, even my transition is gradual

Since i am not on hormones, getting rid of all my boy clothes for the time being was very enriching, and helps me move forward.
I'm not sure what is meant by "how long did it take."
But only recently did I donate all my boy clothes, and leave some shirts for sleeping in.  :laugh:

I actually still wear  boxers  8) theyre comfy.

I feel very feminine in my new clothes. It was a small process, but one day i was like: I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE.
I didn't want boy clothes to ever be an option again, even if I was in a slump. When I fall I tend to fall hard, so at least this way
i'm falling in my new clothes.

I kept them for a while which was a big mistake. I ended up "going back" to the old life for about three days under tremendous pressure from my family and church. That episode led to me getting in the happy place at a local hospital where an out of state shrink told me that I was fine and it was my family that needed to be adjusted.

After I got sprung, let go from my job, and left the wonderful state of Utah, I got rid of everything and have never, ever looked back at going to the dark side again.

Cindi

When I moved back to uni for my final year I could only bring so many items with me so I discarded and gave away all my male clothes to lighten the load.

I didn't have that many articles of female clothing. I only conformed to society's stance of what a "girl" should dress like for about 3 years. The other years I dressed completely male. I just had long hair. When I cut that ->-bleeped-<- off last year once again, I got rid of all the clothes that I had developed in the time span of 3 years.. I gave them to my mom and to my best friend.

I still have a few "female" articles of clothing but they look unisex. Cardigans mostly, and maybe a couple t-shirts and one sweater. It doesn't make me feel less manly to wear it. My dad, on the other hand, had a discussion with me in the car about getting rid of my Joe Boxer rainbow smiley face boxers and all of my purple cardigans and pink button downs. He was like "I'm not going to have a metrosexual sissy son" and I just laughed because I knew he was joking, but at the same time I know that's his outlook on manliness. He doesn't think metro is manly, but I don't really care what he thinks. I'll wear what I want lol

I can only think of one thing I had that was recognizably female, a pair of jeans, and I wasn't even out of the closet yet when I got rid of them. One day I was on a city bus sitting near some guys my age, and I felt such humiliation about the way I was dressed. I knew they didn't see anything weird about it, but it was awful. I'd only worn them in the first place because my then-boyfriend liked them. I donated them to a local social services agency.

Now I don't have girl clothes, but I don't really know how to dress like a guy, either. I'm not seeing a lot of commonality among male passersby on the streets, though, which makes me feel better about my sartorial aimlessness.

I've gotten rid of the obviously girlish stuff. However, looking through my dresser made me a bit sad, because I found clothes I hadn't worn since I was about 10-11, which was about when the gender issues surfaced. So in a way, it felt like I was losing my childhood when I gave those to charity shops. I gave away things like a pink hoodie, several white garments, and things like that. I kept things like band shirts and socks. I won't give away my custom-made ballgown with matching corset, partly because I could lend it to friends in need of party outfits, partly because of the memories associated with it (it made me feel very daring, to go to the school ball in such obvious drag, too bad nobody else noticed I was in drag :P). I won't give away my Alice in Wonderland outfit, that one looks great for costume parties and it's based on my own design so it's one of a kind. I might look into buying a black bob-cut wig, should I ever want to recreate my old look (again, for costume parties).

I had let go of many things and people in the span of my short life to be sad about it.. but I was deeply thoughtful and aware of the moment and its meaning and implications, I was moved but not sad, to the contrary.

The stuff I discarded was less of a gender anchor and more about an era that just made its last and final stop. (Which is why I still borrow and wear guy stuff occasionally when I'm too lazy to do my laundry etc..)

When I was younger I was always a bit of a tomboy so there were never any obscenely girly clothes in my closet unless my mother put them there. I had a dress or two, one skirt maybe and some brightly colored, frilly shirts. There was never a "set" time when I got rid of them, I just slowly phased them out of my wardrobe-garage sale here, Salvation Army there. I wasn't sad about it, because I didn't notice it and even if I did I still wouldn't be upset. Those clothes didn't define who I was, or wanted to be as a person. They were just cover ups of what someone else wanted me to be.

I ditched the lot within a week of transition, sent it to thrift shops other than a few things I gave to friends.
Only my suit lingered longer because I wasn't prepared to just give it away for nothing at all

I had a big walk in closet, and the best of the old clothes just got less and less space over time.  My girlfriend adopted some it, and stuff had to go out to make room for new stuff.  I still have a few garments that were gifts, that I keep for memorobilia.

There are people who are uncomfortable with the fact that I am appearing more and more male over time. So I have been given some girly things and makeup as encouragement to stop transitioning. I want to give them to an MtF, but I'm still too shy to call the NW Gender Alliance (I see more mtf people affiliated with them where I am than with other groups) and ask for advice, and I'm afraid of getting abuse if I post in the free section of craigslist.

So the stuff sits. I wish it was easier to be who we are and help one another.

Instantly, I got kicked out of the house, the only thing I retain is what I was wearing that day. The only thing I had was the clothes I was wearing that day. I have no idea what happened to those clothes, most likely either thrown away or donated by my family. Its to bad I had some nice punk,goth,steam punk clothes. I could have turned them into something more fitting for myself now or I would have donated all of it. Though its interesting to me how I changed styles completely afterwards.

Oh yeah, thanks. I should totally do that. There are so many trans and gay and civil rights organizations that I occasionally interface with that I figured I should just ask one of them, but they're not here right now and the internet is.  :)