I still haven't been able to decouple the fetish part completely. It's still there. Even when I first dress up, I notice, um, er, a little bit of sexual response, I don't stay completely dry down there. Then I settle down, surf the web, etc. I also "want to" indulge the fetish part before I change clothes back to drab. This has me worried. I may not actually be trans, but I may just think I am, or I've built up this fantasy that can never be.
It also concerns me that only the cute girls make me jealous. It's always the girls in magazines, television, the mall. It's never the frumpy, older, thicker, normal middle-aged women. I've never been jealous of them. When I want to be a woman, it's always the cute ones. When I ask if I could change myself into a woman with transition, I always pause, it's always "what will the finished product be like?".
I'm serious, this really concerns me. I'm trying to lose weight, stop lifting, use my Tria 4x on hands and feet, and accept myself as less than John Wayne. It may be possible, once I am more like Johnny Depp or Frank Dillane, that thoughts of transition may fade. I am more like them physically. I wonder if my mental push toward total macho-ness was not just a fight against femininity, but also a fight to make myself like my dad and older brother, both very macho and virile. Maybe it is some sort of self-esteem problem, and once I deal with that, the desire to transition will lessen and I'll be more of a crossdresser.
Things to ponder. Anyway, feel free to comment on this newest pet theory of mine.
P.S. The hair on my toes seems to be completely gone now. Haven't seen any growth in the last two months.