The further I moved all sort of girly underwear and cloth, I was increasingly surprised at how much stuff I had packed in those cartons over the years. I suppose on some level moving all this was like an introspection. Obviously I have been cross dressing for years, but never really had thought about the future of it or even how I relate to this part of me. Realization is the beginning of the process I keep thinking to myself. Who can tell where this is really going now.
