mylifebyandrearaven

By the time I became a teenager my interest in wearing female clothes had grown and continued to do so. During the summer school holidays I was often alone in the house as so able to indulge myself by playing with my sisters clothes. Like many young crossdressers I rapidly developed a skill for putting everything back exactly as it had been. From just wearing underwear in the past my interest had grown so that I was now wearing a dress, tights and shoes. Unfortunately I never had a chance of obtaining a wig and although I tried makeup once or twice I was too scared I would not be able to remove it all and would get caught out.  I did OK at school, but I never liked it, I would often be told these were the best years of my life, well I can tell you they certainly were not. I didn't realise it at the time but I was dyslexic, it was known about in those far off days, but nobody in my school realised I suffered from it, or if they did never did anything about it. I found English...

My life, like many of my contemporaries has been one of secrecy, loneliness and at times pain. I am a crossdresser but it has taken most of my life to accept that fact. So lets go back to the beginning and start this journey from there. I was born over sixty years ago in West London, obviously I don't remember that important day, although for many years I have thought it probably did not quite go to plan. I say that because on the back of my Birth Certificate my Dad wrote:  Born Wednesday at 1.40 PM Weight 8 lbs C/head 14" Length 20" Weight on discharge 3lbs 8ozs   Now I'm no expert in these things but discharging a baby that had lost over half it's birth weight seems a touch odd to me. However I'm still alive and well so it can't of been all that bad! I am convinced, however that during the pregnancy something did not go exactly to plan. At least the plan people of the world were expected to abide by in those far off days. S...