Growing up not being alone on something

[HappyCDgal]

Growing up not being alone on something has been great. When I started crossdressing, 3 of my cousins did too going fulltime and some family members knew we were feminine. My cousins Carrie, Renee, and Nicole are too. We have grown up so much happier dressing as women fulltime loving to wear feminine clothing, boys that became beautiful women. Our lives got better. Carrie and Renee are twins and felt the same way, the boys clothes were boring to wear. They were 12 about to turn 13 when they did. Nicole was 12 when she did. It got better with us over the years and we get treated as one of the girls to this day. Live our normal lives just like anyone. Memories have been great too. I had breast augmentation and the trachea shave done at age 18. Carrie had it done next and then Renee the next month. Nicole had hers done a year later. Good thing is we are glad to have support from family. Plus we all have fully supportive wives too

 

[Movingforward10]

That's very fortunate for you all that you had each other and wider family to support you .


When I came out as lesbian in the early 90s, I was on my own. Even though I was living in a large town on the outskirts of a major city. I didn't get disowned but threats of it. One sister didn't speak to me for 18 months. One sister was supportive. Lost friends, but I made new (gay) ones who remain in my life today.
I campaigned and joined marches for our rights. Equal age of consent. Repealing homophobic/transphobic laws, getting relationship equality etc. Fought hard for our community.

Life is different now and I know that if someone has a problem with who I am then that's on them. It gets challenging though as I didn't know if extended family would speak to me at my dad's funeral a couple of years ago as they are evangelical Christians and think I am an abomination. That caused me worry, even though I know it's their problem.

So, I'm happy for you that you have a supportive experience.

 

[HappyCDgal]

That's very fortunate for you all that you had each other and wider family to support you .


When I came out as lesbian in the early 90s, I was on my own. Even though I was living in a large town on the outskirts of a major city. I didn't get disowned but threats of it. One sister didn't speak to me for 18 months. One sister was supportive. Lost friends, but I made new (gay) ones who remain in my life today.
I campaigned and joined marches for our rights. Equal age of consent. Repealing homophobic/transphobic laws, getting relationship equality etc. Fought hard for our community.

Life is different now and I know that if someone has a problem with who I am then that's on them. It gets challenging though as I didn't know if extended family would speak to me at my dad's funeral a couple of years ago as they are evangelical Christians and think I am an abomination. That caused me worry, even though I know it's their problem.

So, I'm happy for you that you have a supportive experience.

My Aunt Caroline knew there was something about Carrie and Renee with them growing up, they were not like any typical boys and seen them in her closet a lot trying on her heels. She remembers me in there too doing the same thing.