Yup, that's me. Some difference, huh?
Perhaps you're a little curious why an ordinary fellow, still happily married for 35 years, with two adult children (no grandkids yet), and prospering in his profession would have such an interesting alter ego?
Darned if I know. Trust me, this isn't something one chooses.
As with most crossdressers, I learned early on to deny and conceal my feminine attributes amidst a culture that shows little tolerance for any variance in gender expression. You might imagine what being regarded as a sissy, a homosexual, or a sex freak does to one's self image. Now, of course, we know better.
Growing up, I did all the expected 'macho' things such as rugged sports, college drinking parties, etc., and eventually enlisted for a four-year, Vietnam-era tour in the U.S. Navy to become an aviation ordnance (guns, bombs, missiles, and explosives) expert. Obviously, the service didn't make a 'man' out of me because I still found opportunities for shoreside crossdressing excursions. That's not easy when living aboard an aircraft carrier.
Returning to civilian life and my prior profession as a speaker and entertainer (I'm a recovering magician), the next 30 years were always shadowed by a culturally imposed attitude of wrongness about my undisclosed femininity. As I have learned, just about everything our culture 'knows' regarding the subject is just plain wrong!
Only in the last decade have we begun to realize that sex (the plumbing) and gender (personality attributes - masculine/feminine) do not always perfectly align. There's a word for it: transgendered - (literally: across gender); possessing attributes of personality usually associated with the opposite sex.
Please don't confuse transgendered with transsexual - I don't want a sex change, I'm content with my current configuration and enjoy expressing both the masculine and feminine aspects of my personality.
Different, odd, or unusual? Yes. But hardly a condition, illness, or problem. The greatest hurdle with being transgendered is self acceptance; once that is achieved, everything else falls into place.
So if you encounter me (or another crossdresser, for that matter) on the street, in a store, at church, in a restaurant, or just about anywhere, don't be bashful. If you're curious, just come over and ask what's on your mind. I've decided just about the only way to correct the errant cultural impression of crossdressers is to change one heart and one mind at a time, through personal example.
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