I’ve been re-reading one article from about this time, two years ago, and I wondered if there isn’t something seasonal going on… Recently I have been going through another self-analysis about my crossdressing issues, and I saw the echoes of my own thoughts two years ago — and perhaps, who […]
One’s person nightmare can often be someone else’s paradise. When thinking about the things that frustrate me so much, I tend to overlook you lucky I actually am! This tends to make me ease down a bit and look upon the bright side of things. In the past few weeks, […]
The Wikipedia has some interesting definitions about narcissism — briefly put, a condition where you’re hopelessly in love with your own image. Specifically, Wikipedia quotes Hotchkiss’ seven deadly sins of narcissism: Shamelessness: Shame is the feeling that lurks beneath all unhealthy narcissism, and the inability to process shame in healthy […]
Buddhist practice is tough; do it long enough, and you really start to question everything — specially one’s own ideas, which is precisely what it is supposed to achieve. I can say that sometimes I’m often even more “confused”. Let me try to explain! Gender is actually irrelevant for Buddhist […]
As promised, here is a follow-up post from the last one, where I started to hint about the direction my recent thoughts have been taken me. Some of these might be too intellectual for your tastes. Some might be too obvious. Some might just be a repetition of past reflections: […]
Well, against all my previous pessimistic previsions, the crossdressing vacation went ahead. A miracle, for sure, but one that was quite welcome. There were several moments where everything might have worked out wrong. For instance, as said, we got a voucher from my mother-in-law — but until the day before […]
9 AM. Woke up to a perfect day for crossdressing: no meetings, no terrible deadlines, no people pestering me to do things on their behalf. The sun was shining, but still cold, and a promise of some rain showers later. Still, it was better than nothing. Got my breakfast while […]
If you read that headline, I’m sure you’re thinking of all kinds of sexy, kinky things. After all, so many crossdressers, at least at the beginning, start with this idea of creating a very slutty image, which has this strange appeal for us of the male persuasion. I believe — […]
One full month without dressing. That’s what I had to cope with. When I look at that sentence, I have to look back to the past 7 years or so, when dressing became something regular — usually, every week or so. Sometimes twice per week; sometimes only every other week. […]
So here I am again, ranting as usual… This time, I really have no set topic, so I’m just going to put a few thoughts together.