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Roomate Blues
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Okay, so I'm STILL having problems with my room mate. She won't get out and she won't get a job. I'm stuck supporting her ass, and paying all the bills in the meantime. I'm so fucking frustrated with it! She won't even do anything around the house! I wish I had the heart to kick her out.
It's worth noting that she knows I'm a cd, although I'm not really comfortable getting dressed up around her... It's all drab for me, and I don't like it. I'm transitioning into the time in my life where I can start being dressed up all the time. All of my close friends have known for years that I wore lady's clothes in private, and I've thrown several of them for a loop in revealing the fact that I'm going to be dressed up all the time from here in. There are a lot of questions on how I may change, and how they should behave around me. They're so thoughtful, and very supportive with me! I love them so much! :)
To say that my crossdressing is a sexless thing would be foolish and an outright lie. I get turned on when I'm en fem, but that's not all that it's about. When I was a little boy, I used to play with my sisters Barbies, right along side my Ninja Turtles. I loved playing with all of Barbie's pretty things, and making her wear pretty shoes. I loved brushing, and fixing her hair. The Turtles just always fought Shredder, but Barbie could do anything that she wanted to. I liked the idea of that kind of freedom, and when I got old enough to experiment, I tried on my mom's panties, and high heels for the first time.
My experience WAS solely sexual for the first several years, until I came across the freak opportunity to get completely dressed up for the first time. I remember how lovely I felt(even though I KNOW I looked HORRIBLE!), and from that time on, I wanted to be dressed up all the time. My girlfriend(later my wife) didn't want me doing it, and I relented. When I started to try to get dressed up she would offer backhanded compliments, and sometimes outright demean me. She was not helpful to the process. She's gone now, though, and I can be who I actually am.
My drab persona is a mask that I put on. My name is Tara, and I love myself. I'm so excited that I can make this journey, and that all of you are coming along with me! Thank you in advance for your support!
See you Over the Rainbow!
Love, Tara
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Posted on : Oct 9, 2011
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Commented on Oct 9, 2011
Help! I didn't mean for that to come out in a jumble, like that! How do I make paragraphs on this damned thing! lol
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