Purge is a hated word in cross dressing circles.
Basically we throw out all our female stuff (clothes, breast forms, wigs, shoes).
Normally when we feel guilty that there is something wrong with us (there isn't), or pressured by family, or how I feel currently, which is happier as a male.
I've been there once or twice before, but know that with stress or time or whatever the hell triggers these personality switches, I will be needing my girl stuff again (the golden rule is we are stuck with this condition forever, so never throw away your girl stuff).
I made a commitment to have a girls brunch, so this morning I put my girl stuff on and waited and waited. It was about 15 minutes latter, while having a morning coffee that I was relaxed enough and felt like I was correctly dressed.
Before the manly cowboy time on the farm a few weeks ago, I would have woken as a female or if not, I could have switched personalities in milliseconds.
I would like to thank my wife for the loan of her skirt as my legs are too hairy to wear my shorter skirts and she has requested that they stay hairy - as if.
After coffee I visited KMart and tried on a few outfits, fell in love with this top but since I had already this weekend spent $150 on plumbing pipes and fittings (this time to bypass an underground leak). I decided not to spend my money just yet.
Eventually it was time to meet up with my girlfriend Josie, for brunch.
The manager did ask why we were away for so long as we used to be regulars, but sometimes real life gets in the way of fun outings.