I fully accept that I will never completely understand why I am who I am. It could be genetics, it could be nothing more than how I am wired. I know I also overthink this aspect of myself. I mean, I never wonder why I like watching documentaries or why I like waking up early. I know! SO boring, lol.
The fabulous rainbow we are all under includes so many… types of trans people, for lack of a better word. My definition, my interpretation, my explanation of the term ‘transgender’ is basically anything that is outside the normal societal perspective of gender in a binary sense. Someone who takes hormones, a boy who wears nail polish, someone who has they/them pronouns, it’s all trans, baby. This is a unifying term, this is our common ground. If you were to create a Venn diagram, a drag queen, a crossdresser, a t-girl, would all overlap as transgender.
It’s similar to how you can be a music lover, but you identify as a jazz fan and dislike country. And I know no one really “identifies” as a jazz or a country fan, but I think you know what I mean. Jazz and country are types of music, drag and crossdressing are aspects of being trans. I don’t know, the analogy makes sense to me.
Although I don’t do drag, I can absolutely see the appeal of it. It would be so fun to break out of my shell and perform for others, to wear fabulous dresses, extreme heels, at least for a night. I don’t feel that taking estrogen is right for me, but I understand why some feel it’s the right decision for them.
The nut I can’t seem to crack is the whole sissy life. I mean, the dresses are absolutely adorable, but other than that, I don’t see the appeal. I also know I don’t have to. So many parts of life, interests, hobbies, seem to fall under either getting it or not. I could be wrong, but it seems that a significant portion of sissy life is about humiliation, sex, and submission.
And I know I could be mistaken, or oversimplifying this, and I am likely 100000% wrong in this. Thanks to the media and top Google results, you could easily assume that crossdressing are those things as well.
Not that there’s anything wrong with that. I am not here to pass judgement on anything, fetish or otherwise. Promise.
I get a lot of emails from girls like us and if I am speaking in VERY general terms, it FEELS that MOST (not all) messages from those who tell me they are a sissy, or curious about being a sissy want to put on a frilly pink dress and being at the mercy of a man.
Please note that this is not an invitation for anyone to send me their fantasies. Please don’t. And while we’re on the subject, I don’t know where you can find a sexual partner or where you can go to be sissified. Kindly stop asking me, please. 🙂
I mean, I understand sex. I like sex. I also know that clothes and presenting as a gender other than the one most people see, can bring out a different side of us, and sometimes that is a sexual side of us. I get that. I also understand the appeal of being en femme and enjoying the attention from men, intimate or otherwise. One of the things I enjoy about being en femme is kind of taking time off from my boy life. The stress, the responsibilities, all of that. Spending the day in a pretty dress and shopping for clothes is a wonderful little vacation.
And although I don’t necessarily relate, I also see the appeal of being submissive. I listened to a podcast about a guy who visits with a dominatrix. He has a very stressful life and is responsible for a lot of important decisions with his company and he said that for a few hours a week he is tied up and has no control or responsibilities. He makes no decisions, he just… checks out. He said it wasn’t about sex anymore, it was about being able to unwind (while being tied up) after a hellish week. No one is asking him to go to a meeting, or make an important decision, or discuss the projected fiscal budget for Q3. I suppose it’s healthier than drinking or escaping reality with drugs.
I have a lot of enlightened readers who are so amazing at helping me understand things, so I am wondering if there is something more to this that I am missing. I mean, on a perfunctory level, it seems like it’s all about wearing a frilly pink dress (again, the dresses are adorable) and getting nailed. Is that all there is? Does it need to be about anything else? I am either overthinking or oversimplifying this, I feel. Is it similar to the guy in the podcast?
I don’t need to understand every aspect of gender/kink/fantasy and there’s zero judgement about if this is really all about the clothes and sex. If it is, okay, sounds good. I just am wondering if there’s something that I am missing, a perspective anyone can offer.
Thank you, you beautiful ladies, you.