I am a straight male who has been cross dressing since I was about 10 years of age. I Have no idea what started it. However, I recollect being told off by one of my school teachers, do you want to wear her dress?. This was because, I was immediately behind a girl in a queue & was touching her dress. I was 6 or 7 years of age at the time.
I remember at a later date, everyone being out of the house. For what ever reason, I felt compelled to put on one of my sisters skirts. It felt heavenly, I was hooked. This was a life changing moment. There was no turning back. How could there be? From that point I lived a typically male life. Drank in the pub with mates, watched my beloved Manchester United play football, had girlfriends & eventually got married. My urge to cross dress, however, was as strong as ever. One particular day, my wife was out with friends & I decided to dress up in her clothes ( I had never bought my own at that point ) She arrived home early & caught me dressed up. Needless to say, it was a horrible moment for both of us. I tried to pretend that it was a one off. That I was trying to be close to her. She did not believe me.
Our marriage lasted a further 5 years. It eventually ended in divorce. It was probably the best thing that could have happened. It was not a particularly happy marriage, I should have married another girl. " that's another story".
It's taken many years, but I have finally accepted myself. I cross dress & cannot stop. Albeit, in private. I feel guilty & deceitful, but why? I am what I am. Ironically, I think it has made me a better person.