Diver descends

Exploring my oceans of inner self, below a certain level in my psyche I suffer a sea-change.

Into something rich and strange.

Into the femme... splash, shudder, gulp... ooh, lovely. What beauty to explore. Soft, pastel, delicate, sensitive, subtle.

The diver transforms to match the territory.

A pleasure, a duty to oneself, a bold adventure.

And there's a cave. At the far end of it are other divers.

The cave entrance is shaped like a computer.

Meet me in magical transformative cyberwater. xxx

cd-girl

I am a cd-girl. Yes, that's what I am.

'cd' stands for 'crossdreaming' of course.

I have coined the term because on the one hand it presents the female identification upfront; on the other, it contextualises it within mtf crossdreaming, so doesn't assert an actual membership of the classes transsexuals (t-girl) or females (girl). And 'girl' sounds sexier than 'woman' to me.

Crossdreaming gender identification can be awkward. The identification is what it's all about. The identification is your sexuality and therefore your right. It doesn't have to be justified by any belief in objective womanhood. The f identification creates the stimulation, which can be a deeply liberating, subtle and interesting feeling, not just a shallow thrill. And if you are a crossdreamer you ARE a cd-girl, i.e. you DO identify as f within your sexuality (an important, deep and revealing area, as I keep on insisting), even if acknowledging this at other times might make you uncomfortable.

You owe it to your inner female and your sexuality to acknowledge that you are a cd-girl, to identify at least sometimes as her, rather than as a male with an issue.

Kisses,
Debs xxx

Like it or not, in my sexuality I am every bit as girly as the females in all these pictures I upload