Before I came out, I never once dressed in female attire, even for Halloween. Deep down, I knew that would be tantamount to coming out.
In high school I had a math teacher who dressed himself as a woman every Halloween. I later became good friends with his daughter who told me that "It wasn't just Halloween" and that it was a pretty regular occurrence at home.
As much as I wanted to hit that release valve once a year, my desire to take my deepest, darkest secret to the grave always won out.
I had a friend that I grew up with who also liked to crossdress sometimes on Halloween. He was also one of the most hyper-masculine guys I ever met. Motorcycles, 4X4 trucks, outdoorsy, hunting, etc. He was also very much a loner and it was hard for us to ever get him to leave his house or socialize. I just read his obituary.
I wonder if he took a secret to the grave.