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with "it". For some of us it was a desire to wear women's clothes. Others of us may have been forced to wear girl's clothes (a boy dressed as a girl because the parents wanted a girl).

To me, when I first started dressing, I didn't know why I wanted to wear women's clothes. All I knew was that I enjoyed the clothes. I hope that all of us are recalling our first experience with wearing girl's clothes.

My first experience took place some time before Junior High School. One night I decided I wanted to wear a dress. So when everybody was sleeping, I snuck to a closet and found a dress I knew was in a box in the closet. I then quietly snuck back to my bed, and under the blankets put on the dress.

It was a very peaceful experience. Except, that I fell asleep in the dress, and in the morning my mother found me wearing the dress! Needless to say I was embarrassed and humiliated by the experience of being found in the dress. My mother wanted to know why I had put the dress on. Of course I didn't know why.

Many of us have faced some difficult times with our dressing or with "me" and "it". I know of one TV whose mother said to him that he was crazy because he wanted to wear girl's clothes. I can imagine the torment that was felt by the TV. I can hear the person's thoughts: "Mom, I'm not crazy!" "You aren't crasy? Then why do you want to wear girl's clothes? Only a crazy person would want to wear girl's clothes!"

My personal experience with my mother was a little differ- ent. I couldn't explain why I wanted to dress - or why I wanted to do something not normal. I was raised as a Jehovah's Witness and it was definately wrong for me to dress. So if I loved God and was going to do His will, I should stop dressing. My mother also would say that if I loved her I should stop dressing. So if I didn't stop dressing, I really didn't love God or my mother!

Many of us have faced similar experiences with our wearing

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