No-One Else Will Do It For You

Since I started blogging about Crossdressing a lot of beauties have sent in questions. Sometimes they’re compliments, other times they’re genuine queries or a need for help. It’s great to see so many of you look to me for advice, but they can also be somewhat depressing.

Quick poll here:

Put your hands up if you’ve ever felt embarrassed/ashamed/awkward for crossdressing?

I put my hand up. Did you?

A long long LONG time ago (I think when I was about 17-18) I felt like I was doing something wrong. Most of this was my own paranoia, but it also had a bit to do with my partner at the time. I won’t bore you with the story but suffice it to say she made me feel comfortable enough to tell her about Crossdressing and then put me down by several years. I left her just before university, and funnily enough I started Crossdressing again while there (no-one knew at this point).

Here’s one of the first pictures I ever took of myself while dressed up (medals to everyone who is still following me from 6 years ago when this first went up).

As you can see, I wasn’t exactly confident (I’m afraid I don’t have the original copy). It took enough out of me just to put a picture online; I was no where near willing to show my face. I would be paranoid about silly little things like ‘What if someone see’s this picture and recognises the room’ or ‘Someone might know it’s me because of the shape of my shoulders’. Like I said, silly little things.

It wasn’t because I thought I looked bad, I was scared of being recognised. I was scared of people simple finding out. I didn’t really think much about whether they would approve of it or not, I just didn’t like the idea of people knowing.

Fast forward by 2 years, and I finally released the first pictures of myself with my face on show:

Is there much of a difference in my physical appearance between these two?

No.

Is there much of a difference in my mentality between these two pictures?

So much I couldn't begin to describe it.

I don’t really remember when the chance happened; I can’t really say if it was anything to do with how long I had been Crossdressing, or whether I was happier with my appearance.

The important thing is that I no longer cared about what others thought of it. I had met enough people how either loved or hated it, who had judged me for it or thought nothing else of it. It wasn’t because I thought people would love it, it’s because I didn’t care what others thought.

And now to the important part of this post . It doesn’t matter what people think; it doesn’t matter if you don’t think your friends will approve, or that your girlfriend/boyfriend might not like it. The only thing that matters is that you love yourself.

If I didn’t find appreciation for myself then I wouldn’t be the same person I am today, both in and out of dresses.

I have had so many people message me over the years saying ‘What if people find out?’ or ‘I feel ashamed of myself’. Why? Is it shameful to wear dresses? I see hundreds of people in dresses every day without being embarrassed, why should it be any different for you?

I feel like I’ve waffled for a bit now, so I’m gonna start wrapping it up here. I’m not saying self-appreciation will happen overnight; it took my about 6-7 years before I considered crossdressing simply part of me as opposed to this secret I have.

I’m not saying it will be easy, I’m saying it will be worth it.

That’s enough from me for now. As a final comparison, here’s another recent picture of me. If I can come this far, so can anyone else.

Stay beautiful! And love yourself :)

- Jessica Blaise