I Want To Be Turned Into A Woman
I wish that I could. It's taken me forty years to figure out what I am and what I want to be which is far too long.
This isn't a particularly well thought out or insightful post because I say I've figured myself out but that isn't 100% correct.
I'm not unhappy. I'm not depressed. I don't hate my life.
I do wish that I was a woman. I envy them for their shape, their curves and their clothes. When I'm dressed as a woman, even incompletely and unconvincingly, I feel wonderful.
But I don't want to be just a guy who wears woman's clothes (as much as I enjoy it). I want to be a woman full time. I want to be perceived and accepted as one.
I doubt it will ever happen for many reasons and, while it saddens me a bit, I will be fine. I'm blessed in many ways and I try not to get hung up on the things that I don't have but the dream is there. Some people dream of mansions. Others dream of exotic sports cars. My dream is a closet full of slinky, sexy, feminine clothes and the body to put them on.
This isn't a particularly well thought out or insightful post because I say I've figured myself out but that isn't 100% correct.
I'm not unhappy. I'm not depressed. I don't hate my life.
I do wish that I was a woman. I envy them for their shape, their curves and their clothes. When I'm dressed as a woman, even incompletely and unconvincingly, I feel wonderful.
But I don't want to be just a guy who wears woman's clothes (as much as I enjoy it). I want to be a woman full time. I want to be perceived and accepted as one.
I doubt it will ever happen for many reasons and, while it saddens me a bit, I will be fine. I'm blessed in many ways and I try not to get hung up on the things that I don't have but the dream is there. Some people dream of mansions. Others dream of exotic sports cars. My dream is a closet full of slinky, sexy, feminine clothes and the body to put them on.