Amanda's Story

• Posted by Amanda ♥ November 17, 2013 #Amanda's Story  1,874 views
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  Some of you on here know me, a few have met me and know what I'm like.

   

  This is MY Story, I'm not one for writing, as I'm dyslexic

   

  I first started dressing in the late 1980's well before the internet was ever heard of.
  Buying clothes was quite easy, I had a mail order catalog for clothing, M&S for lingeri and with me having large feet, i was made aware of "ambrose Wilson" Catalog for shoes & boots as buying footware was rather difficult.
  My hair piece came from a fancy dress shop, as i said earlier, No Internet or Ebay, just good old Yellow Pages
  At this point I was on my first Marrage, Yes my wife and my mum in law knew that i dressed as a woman, I used to go out, not very often, but I enjoyed my time, even my neighbours knew and actually complimented how good i looked.
  Sadly i was made redundant and my marrage broke down, I met someone else and evrything i had i purged.
  That marrage lasted 8 years, and it wasnt long till i met with my current partner.

  After quite a long break, i had the urge to start again this was 3 years and 9 months ago.
  It started off with seeing a tv in the Trafford Centre, and she looked great, i even watched a program on the telly about Crossdressing and there partners, which i watched the series with great interest.
  By this time my egerness was so great i bought a skirt off ebay and managed to hide it away along with a pair of tights and some makeup.
  Everything i had, i hid at the back of my wardrobe, my stash was growing and my urge was becoming more and more stronger.

  We were due to go away on holiday, and my partner was moaning that she didnt have any moisteriser, which made me think...
  Has she found my stuff, how does she know?
  i thought no more of it so i sent her a txt message saying that she could borrow some of mine, as I'm exploring my female side.
  Everything came to a head, 3 days before her 30th Birthday, whilst we were both drunk, she asked me what the txt message was about.
  Me being me, I confessed to having the urge to dress as a woman, I'm not gay & I'm not Bi.
  She seemed to accept at first we had the tears and a really possitive discussion, and she said that she was happy for me to carry on.
  After her birthday things seemed to go from good to bad, she had a complete mind change!
  Since then i have been verbaly abused, had arguments, threatened and riduculed, when she was under the influance of alchohol and stone cold sober.

  Things are sometimes not a bed of roses and the grass isnt allways greener.
  The past Year for me has been a really good one, I have some really good friends, who i have met, and especialy two members (you know who you are) who have helped me with there support and advice as i have recently started back on Anti Depressants, as in myself i have had a rough time.
  I have had quite a few nights out at LFF and into the centre of Manchester, untill a few weeks ago, I went into Manchester, by myself on the Metro tram sat in Costa's and met up with a RG who see's me for the person within.

  I have recently taken the bull by the horns, and taken (you know who you are) advice, I have written on the calendar when i am having dressing time.
  My partner has actually agreed to me being who i want to be, as she is going to sleep in the spare room when on nights.....There is a god

  I also have my own wardrobe, blimey its so full, I need more space............lol

  Be who you want to be, be happy, there no point in been fake.