This is the summarization of my story so far and I was hoping maybe for some input so I know I'm not just out of my mind. Bare with me. I can't even be sure I'll present in the right manner.
I was born a male, or so they tell me. Lets get that out of the way up front. From an early age, maybe around 10 or so, I noticed a desire in myself to wear girls clothing. Maybe it was seeing the girls at school and wondering how nice this or that dress might look on me. When I had the opportunity to aquire a dress to try it on, I was pleased with how it made me feel to wear it.
Over the years as I got older, my desire to wear the shoes and clothing associated with girls did not decrease and I managed to collect a small cache of these articles for own personal collection. Occasionally someone might find my stuff, wonder why it was there, get me all embarassed and I'd have to make up some sort of excuse where it came from. I think my brother took special pleasure in trying to discover this little secret of mine.
As I further grew up, moving through high school, I had become familiar with the terminology of what it was to be a crossdresser and felt confident that was probably what I should classify myself as. I still had little confidence to try to crossdress outside of the home.
Once I started to attend a university, I think my crossdressing activities started to present opportunities I had been hoping for. For Halloween my freshmen year, I took the opportunity to finally try to dress up in public for a halloween party. This was the first time I actually just straight up walked into a store and bought some clothing and shoes, a big breakthru.
Over the next couple years, I returned to my secret dressing up and collecting articles of clothing, never really advancing, just a lot of the same stuff. I still felt like it was wrong but I was so used to doing it I just couldn't imagine not doing it.
The next big breakthru was after I got engaged to a wonderful woman and I felt it was time to let her in on my biggest secret. What happened next I could not have guessed. She understood and embraced the idea. She told me she was attacted to both men and women and if I wanted to dress as a woman sometimes then she'd be attacted to me both ways anyways. Needless to say, that was definitely something good to hear. The one person I planned to marry liked the idea and would encourage me every step of the way.
With much needed support and confidence bestowed upon by my soon after wife, my collection of stuff grew quickly. We even had a number of matching outfits and shoes. One thing I did notice was that my desire to dress up was very sparatic after my wife started to support me. This confused me since it seemed to be a more constant thing before hand. I dismissed it at the time as just maybe getting tired with the whole thing finally.
Fast foward a couple years to maybe a month or so. I'm not sure what exactly got me thinking of the idea, but I decided to make an additional myspace page for a female version of me. Where as my page was very straightfoward and informative, I had hers very feminine with fairies and a goth like feel to it. I'm a little hazy right now as to what inspired me to do this but when I set out to do it, I put what I would consider to be an excessive effort into it like it meant the world to me to do. Again, I was confused but starting to see the picture a little better. Why would I have such a developed female persona when I hadn't given that idea much though.
Again fastfoward to last thursday. Everyone's a sleep now aren't they? Right well last thursday I happened upon a very well done webcomic called Venus Envy at
http://venusenvy.comicgenesis.com/. If you haven't read this webcomic, as soon as you're done reading this and/or commenting on my rambling, read it from start to end. Its a story about a young transsexual girl who was experiencing typical high school problems with a special blend of TS issues. You grow to care for all the characters and invest in their growth.
Right back on track, so after reading through this comic, I start to ask myself "What if I'm transsexual?" since having a developed female persona that demands to be heard and not realizing it was there is not exactly normal. Of course I could also fall under just a straight crossdresser or a ->-bleeped-<- or something inbetween. I decided I would need to investigate this further, so I started a little identity crisis over the weekend to kind of ask myself some hard questions and figure out what to do next. I informed my wife what I was doing and asked her if she would support me all the way if I ended up having to transition, citing we might have to move, get new jobs, be alienated from family, pay for expensive surgeries, experience painful procedures, and all the changes that would be brought about with that path. I also made sure she realized I was only asking if she would support me if it was necessary and that I would have to figure out what I really was.
Well here is what my conclusion ended up being. I definitely felt a female side to me that wanted to just be a girl, dress up, be playful, just be fun loving, compassionate and thoughtful. I also though realized there was a side of me that was definitely male, aggressive, straight foward, competitive, and powerful.
Then it all clicked. The aspects that make up me could be defined as belonging to one of two very seperate and unique personas, one male and one female. I thought "Am I just making up a distinction or are their really two inside?". When I found the term bi-gendered describing the existance of two personas which described my conclusion I had arrived at seperately, I felt I probably had finally figured it out and it all made sense, everything.
I decided on a female name for my female persona with my wife, started talking in plural alot,(I doubt thats gonna stop any time soon), and started to make plans on where I would go from here. This is where I think it gets weird. I've been known to talk to myself in the past and finally I think there was good reason for it that I was overlooking because it was usually telling myself "what are you doing?" (Apparently we don't see eye to eye all the time)
For lack of a better description, I had a conversation with myself about what to do from here. Now I doubt I could ever go through any kind of major surgery because it would be expensive and painful and we can't just forget about the male side, can we? I did agree to seperate up my choice of attire with my other better half(thinly veiled Androgyne joke) under the condition that it didn't cause too much problems for my wife and I. No problems there, easy enough. Next we thought about maybe improving my grooming, specifically getting rid through conventional means all hair that isn't necessary for my survival. We've been growing our hair out for a number of months now, so I think we got the hair on head issue covered already too. I think the biggest change would just be better grooming which I can't say is a bad thing either way.
So far so good.
I was not expecting the rest of my life experiences to all have made sense all of a sudden though. I should save my past strange experiences for another post sometime. You've read enough and you're hoping I stop anyways right.
Well if you're so inclined, I'd love to hear your comments. Be gentle.
Marq and Mia